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Welcome to the fourth installment of Naruto Quest: Feeling Blue #4!

For my returning players, thank you for your continued support. You're the lifeblood of these threads, and I appreciate that you give me your time.
For any new players, I highly recommend that you read the archives here: https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Feeling+Blue

Note that the first thing I do is archive the thread the second I create it, so realize you may catch up a little sooner than you think! However, for any of you who are impatient and want to join the action immediately, here’s an extremely quick and dirty recap of what’s happening at this exact moment:
>You are Otomo Mizutani, ninja of the village hidden in the leaves.
>Your squad consists of yourself, Masami Igarashi, Naoki Fuma, and your team leader, Hotaru Nakagawa.
>You are currently on a mission to escort a trading caravan into and out of bandit territory, the territory of an anti-ninja separatist group that calls themselves The Lords of Fire.
>Your real purpose is to cripple the bandit group, which may be harder than you think because you have extremely strong suspicions that they’re being propped up by four of the Daimyo’s disgraced former bodyguards.
>You just left a temple wherein you met the deceased spirit of a priest named Hiraku Hyuga, who insisted that you purify your soul of an old wound that might one day be your doom.
>For your own personal reasons and because you didn’t fully trust him or the purification ritual, you’ve decided not to listen to his advice.
>Hopefully that turns out to be a wise decision, but like so many other things in life, only time would tell.
>You will soon travel away from the temple and towards the end destination of this escort trip.
>You are currently safe and can relax, but every day that passes from here on out will increase the danger to yourself and charges.

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Rolled 13 (1d100)

>>5986195
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Rolled 16 (1d100)

>>5986195
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Rolled 53 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>5986195
WoF
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Rolled 68 + 20 (1d100 + 20)

>>5986195

We are on edge right now, it's a bad spot to be in but I feel it's better we lean into playing it safe and suspicious rather than having to second guess everything. Also, the fat man isn't so bad.
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Rolled 98 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>5986195
Will of Fire.

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In @ world filled with dangers an explorer sets out with oneshot to delve within an even more perilous dungeon, this character. What was their identity like?
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Tumbling to the floor you half-stand up and lay low before setting up your next attack in this obscured field as your cloak envelopes you in the misty shadows you’ve created. Your eyes squinting to damage them at least as possible, you can see the orc coughing while still holding his ground. Turning his weapon with precaution.

“Hakgh! Gakh! Hya’ fukhen plhant!” He's having some trouble breathing with the smoke.

You find that purely thrilling.

That chainmail he has on him… it’s not gonna let you rend his flesh as easily, you’re going to have to impale him if you were to attack him directly. Regardless you recognize it’s your opportunity to strike despite him being so fidgety.

MODIFIERS = LIGHT OBSTRUCTED VISION [-1 TO ALL ACTION ROLLS] DEXTROUS [+1] RAPSCALLION [+2]

>ROLL A 1d6+2 + 1d3+1 + 1d3+3
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Rolled 6 + 2 (1d6 + 2)

>>5984028
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Rolled 1 + 1 (1d3 + 1)

>>5984028
Stab
Should it be 1d6+3 though thanks to the dex bonus?
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>>5984035
Oh right, the smoke
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Rolled 1 + 3 (1d3 + 3)

>>5984028
HI-YAH!

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Previous Threads: https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=The%202nd%20Primarch%20Quest
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You are Lieren of Nothing, a man of many aspects and roles. Farmer, hunter, architect, rebel, general, scholar. philosopher, student, teacher, enemy of the wicked, Primarch and son of the Emperor of mankind and soon you shall also be groom and husband. Having arranged for your known kinsmen, brothers lost and father distant, to converge for a time upon Shangrala as guests for that most joyous of days, you greeted and welcomed Magnus and Perturabo most gregariously and grandly, with ceremony and pomp reserved for great men such as them. Presently, Perturabo is giving his unabridged and honest criticism to those amongst your ministry of developments engineering and architectural corps and branches, which translates into a scathing judement of their capabilities that might drive lesser willed men to suicide. And Magnus is meditating near by, while he along with Amon, his friend and once mentor, and Wenyan, your adoptive father, watch Perturabo's adoptive sister, the bright Calliphone.

Reaching out to your red hided brother, you do not even need to brush his mind to sense the turmoil it is rife with. He had bitten into the mere mention of "angels" and has been pondering how to approach you or Farmin to here the truth of the matter, as the last time you and he encounter Warp entities together, a life or death struggle began, your fiercest battle and closest brush with death. One that taught him of the dangers the denizens of the great sea can represent. But, while he all but knows the truth of the discordant powers ever plotting the downfall of man kind, he was not trusted with keeping the secret that weighs heavily upon your mind. And you would not so easily break the oath of secrecy you made, even if at times necessity has forced you to straddle the line of doing so. Until your father has given his word, you will not betray his trust, even if you are certain Magnus would be as stalwart an enemy against the dark powers as you or Elazar has proven to be.

'The matter that troubles you, of the reference to the slaying of a being dubbed an angel by misguided and twisted minded psykers during my introduction of the valiant pilots of the steel giants, is one we shall discuss when we are able to hold a truly private conversation with our sire' you wind whisper into his mental ear as you watch Perturabo point out fault after folly after miss measurement by the merest of estimation 'For it is a matter that concerns him as well, the fall of the Shuni Caliphate is something you and Him should be aware of. As well as the ruination that was wrought upon it by itself in its final death throws, but, I cannot say more, for my tongue is bound by promises made'
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>>5985332 #
>Apologize to Jinhai and the other guests of the rowdy behavior of your family

>Ask Eldrad what trouble him earlier

>Discuss your plans for expansion beyond the gravity well of shangrala with Jinhai
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Under an umbrella of finest make, sat in simple chairs of wood and duck feathers stuffed into simple cotton sat two men, their appearance as unassuming as the walking sticks by the grey haired men's sides; yet nothing could be further from the truth. Beneath chameleon circuits and perception disruption fields two of the oldest being in the Galaxy watched three young warp crafted homunculi travel overlooking the military they so commanded even from the vast distance away their true eyes of cold machinery zooming in on the distance flawlessly.

“Do you see the subject of your ire dear Orikan?” Ask Trazyn the Archivist and Great Curator of the Necrons idly looking over a hand painted fan.

“Yes, though you did you have to pick a spot so far away?” The gruffer sounding of the ancient machines complained without moving his sole eye from the carriage.

“If you can see the future, I'm sure you can manage a mere mile. Speaking of which; are you sure he was going to go to Monolith of Ymga?”

“He was...is...sometimes...” The oracle answered with an uncharacteristic uncertainty.

Trazyn flipped open the fan and hid his faux face as if he were a native maiden, “Such uncertainty is uncommon for you, I'd dare say rare! Are you losing your touch?”

To the outside world one old man leaned across the table and clipped the other around the back of their head, the other grumpily gripping his hooded head.

“Was that really necessary?” the Relic Thief complained now.

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>>5985784
Trazyn stopped talking eyes looking part Orikan and despite the featureless form of their metallic undeath masks beneath the disguises Orikan saw something; surprise.

Orikan now became serious to and slowly turned expecting to see some dread foe his hand reaching for his equally disguised weapon but when he turned instead he beheld a native girl? Flowing hair, pale skin and thin features, but he saw deeper and beheld the Augmetics beneath her flesh, that were this young womans arms and legs, her spine and mouth... purest silver...

His eyes scanned over her as the maiden skipped past them placing a simple Lotus flower upon their table before joining others of her species. The two Ancients scanned her down tot he sub molecular level, this technology...the metal it was...

“Impossible...” they spoke together their visit now all the more intriguing to both.

They watched here leave as quietly a few people around whispering of two old letches following the path of sweet Luli so brazenly.

“Was that..” Trazyn pointed almost dumbstruck

“no-” Orikan retorted


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>>5985786
Adeptus Panicus
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>>5985332
>>5985378
+1

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You are Gondola. You walk around. Where do you go?

>Ocean

>Forest

>Mountain
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>>5972944
Right path please, Gondola likes nature
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>>5975160
QM, take as much time as you need, but please don't abandon this quest! It is really nice.
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>>5977418
Here lies the Gondola, taken behind the shed and shot by Witch Queen Mazela
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>>5972944
>Take the right path
the forest is always comfy

>>5977095
>>5978296
You're not selling it very well - now I know what quest to avoid
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>>5972944
>Take the left path.
The voices are calmer this way.

A few years back, the evil government of a distant nation embarked on a secret project: to mold young girls into heartless killers, void of emotion and remorse.
However, these girls, honed into lethal assassins, defied their grim purpose.
Rather than serving their cruel masters, they turned their guns against them, breaking free from their chains.
Yet, freedom bore its own curse.
Haunted by their past and alienated from the ordinary world, many found solace in the shadows, embracing the dark craft they were forced into as contract killers, as killing was the only thing they knew.
Among these tormented souls, you forge an unlikely friendship with one such girl.

>Who are you?
>A young medical student, you found yourself patching her up after a hit went awry, a secret that binds you both.
>A drug dealer, you are the dealer whose drugs keep her alive.
>A crime boss, you've brought her under your wing for missions only she has the cold precision to execute.
>A hard-boiled middle-aged detective, you see in her the daughter you once lost, stirring a protective instinct you thought was buried.
>A normal teenage boy, your ordinary teenage life took an extraordinary turn when a chance encounter in the park introduced you to a girl with a past as mysterious as her gaze.
>A tech-savvy high school dropout, you become her eyes in the digital world, helping her navigate threats unseen.
>A journalist on the trail of her story, only to find yourself entangled in a web of conspiracy that puts both of you in danger.

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>>5977042
>You make a point to step away, giving Luna the room to breathe and the privacy she needs in an unfamiliar place.
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>>5977042
>You make a point to step away, giving Luna the room to breathe and the privacy she needs in an unfamiliar place.
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>>5977118
>>5977253
You make a point to step away, giving Luna the room to breathe and the privacy she needs in an unfamiliar place. She finishes the meal you prepared, cleaning every bit off the plate—a rarity for kids these days. "Thank you very much for the food," she says, her gratitude sincere.
"Don't mention it," you reply, a smile unexpectedly crossing your face—the first genuine one in a long time.
That night, you let Luna sleep in Hoshiko's old room, on a bed that hasn't been used in six years, while you settle onto the couch with a makeshift bedding. Although tomorrow you plan to take her to the police station to find her legal guardians, tonight there's a certain comfort in seeing your daughter's room occupied again, even if just for a little while.
Morning arrives too soon, and with it a silence that feels out of place. You rise to find Luna gone, only a note left behind: "Thank you for being so kind to me." The words are simple, but they leave a hollow feeling in your chest, echoing louder than the quiet of the apartment.
As you're lost in thought, your phone erupts with the shrill ring of urgency. It's the police chief, your boss. His voice is urgent, cutting through the morning haze. "Kurosawa, get your ass to the station now!" he barks. "Boss Yamada of the Yakuza clan got hit last night. We're looking at citywide gang warfare soon."
"Shit," you mutter under your breath as you light a cigarette. The implications are clear; this shit is going to spiral quickly. "Where was he killed?"
"His penthouse, right near that dive bar you haunt," the chief continues. "And you know what the weirdest part is? Word on the street is that he was whacked by a little girl with a gun."

~[End of Prologue]~
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>>5977689
I am sure this is totally unrelated to the girl we housed last night. Surely a murder and a kid is in no way related and will come back to us.
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They claim it was a kid, but you can never really trust witness statements. It's clearly far more likely that it was just a midget assassin.

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Not a single builder going? Let's fix that!

Welcome to Standard Fantasy Nation Builder. First, start with providing description of your future nation.

Fill this in:
>Name:
>Leader's name:
>Race(s):
>Color(for if/when I get a map):
>General location:(mountains, jungle, plains, ocean, lake, etc. More detailed the better I can make a map..maybe)
>Fluff about nation:
>Fluff about leader:
>General magic practises or other speciality (for a magic-related bonus, can be replaced with tech or situational bonus, too, so it doesn't have to be magic, but make it ONE)
Don't fill this in:
>Population: 10000

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Rolled 51, 17, 58 = 126 (3d100)

>Population: 10700
>Power level: 2
>Tech Level: 1
>Bonus:
+5 Research
+1 Defense
>Buildings
[Mage School I], [Magistrate I] [University I]
>Techs
[Construction II], [Bureaucracy III], [Magic Theory I]
[Confederated Bureaucracy I ®] [Army Professionalism I] [Crafting I]
>Military
[Border forts II]

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>>5979671
>Population: 99200
>Military:
3 Worker Swarms [Militia]
1 Soldier-Workers +0.6 [Large]
>Power level: 1
>Tech Level: 1
>Bonus: Population Growth modifier
>Tech
[Tools I]
[Smelting I]
[Construction I]
[Strong Bodies]
[Society I]
>Building

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Rolled 31, 80, 22, 68, 31, 59, 43, 23, 65, 37 = 459 (10d100)

>>5986346
Turn 33
Action 1
>2/9 Tree Settlements
Do not be daunted by defeat, the ants must triumph
[Tools I]
[Smelting I]
[Construction I]
[Strong Bodies]
[Communication I]
[Tele-Antennae]

Action 2

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>>5986347
Forgive me btw if this is an assumption, I see a few other people rolling 3d100s and thought they were doing ordnung und sauberkeit to improve their action economy
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Rolled 44, 15 = 59 (2d100)

>>5986128
Necran Holdings
>Population: 10000
>Military:
>Power level: 1
>Tech Level: 1
>Bonus:
Necromancy +10
Survival +5
>Building
[Walls I]
[Cemetery I]
[Storage Depo I]

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With the Supreme Kai of Time Chronoa dethroned, the Demon God Dumplin beaten, and Karn's whole family now able to live in his timeline, things have been looking up for the Saiyan General. But all good things can't last forever. And when conflicts arise between deities, mortals are inevitably caught in the crossfire. Does Karn, the Berserker God possess the strength to protect his family, people, world and reality from their fickle nature? Or are the beings above mortal ken also beyond mortal reproach? This outcome may be up to you.

You the players control Karn, wielder of the mighty Berserker Soul. Granting him the power to fight against gods and other divine beings, to resist their influence and strengths. From his lowly beginnings as a Saiyan Brawler with a sub-3000 powerlevel in Age 733, only a few years into his time as a member of the PTO, he has now become the strongest Saiyan of his time. With the power of the Berserker God, combined with That Which Should Not Be and having devoured a soul born of the Abyss itself, his strength is now unlike anything before seen in his reality. But will this newfound strength be enough to overcome the threats headed his way? Only time will tell, your choices can spell the difference between success and failure.

Character sheets and other info:
https://controlc.com/46ec566d
https://pastebin.com/u/GrandDragonQM
Archive:
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?searchall=Saiyan+Conqueror+Quest
Help fund quest art commissions and get exclusive side stories as well as artwork here: https://www.patreon.com/GrandDragonQM

Quest rules are as follows(unless otherwise noted):
>30 minute vote times
>Pick ONLY ONE option when voting
>Dice rolls are all best of first three correctly-rolled dice

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>>5982222
SOON
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>>5982230
SOOOOOOON
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>>5982158
>Would depend on how you phrase the wish.
You just wish that your "prime" would last 20-40 years longer.
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Less than 250 seconds to go.

>>5982252
Would probably work.
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It is time! >>5982260

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Magic Moon Return Quest

The magic moon returned to the world after a thousand years absence and magic is being rediscovered! You're a young and talented magician traveling the land seeking to improve your magic!
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>>5969103
I am using the OP intro as a prompt, and a world where 'magic is being rediscovered' will have many ways to solve problems that are mundane. It's shaping up to be urban fantasy, so there would be plenty of rogues, warriors, etc.
Psionics would be another form of magic in the setting, I dont think I'll use the elemental+light/dark tree that was proposed though.
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>>5969125
Ah. Well, I'm keen on seeing what you come up with all the same. Especially if we get some sweet psionics.
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Bro, I hate when niggas say they finna do sum and then ghost. Word to my flag, y'all corny af on here.
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>>5978712
I have been working on it on and off, I got most of the setting fleshed out, a few maps, but I got stuck trying to put together characters and plotlines. I'm not a good writer.
That being said, I want to thank you for your support getting me to even start, but I don't think it'll be this thread if it does happen, sorry for disappointing you man.
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>>5978911
Ok

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The truth is you should be the next Fire Lord.

You are stronger, smarter, more cunning. Uncle Iroh is a coward, Zuzu is weak. And father? He was great, of course he was, but he is lost in his own delusion, too haughty, too proud. You could be more pragmatic, understand how a Fire Lord’s tools can remain useful. Father banished Zuko, you would’ve simply shamed him, then you’d have kept Iroh as well. Iroh was not the Dragon of the West for nothing. Simply removing Zuko’s right to inherit would’ve been enough.

You clench your fist, of course, father would never trust a woman with his birthright. You were always better, you learned first and learned faster, you did everything you could to please him, but it wasn’t enough. You never dared mention it to his face.

“Lady Azula.” A voice says from outside the palanquin. “We have arrived.”

“Good, this journey was getting tiresome.”

You step out and your servants bow. You take the first steps on the palace’s front stairs.

The Fire Lord’s room is blazing hot, as it always is, yet this waiting your father put you through before he turns around and speaks feels cold, as cold as the bloody ice sheets of the water tribes.

“Azula.” He says, not turning to face you. “Dire news have come to my ears. A great surge of power was spotted by a passing ship in the northern arctic seas. I believe this can only mean one thing: The Avatar has returned..”

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>>5980023
>>5980030

Switching my vote to support this>>5980315
because this is a level of spicy deserving of the fire princess.
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>>5980315
+1
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>>5980023
support >>5980039


But as for >>5980315
I'd rather a much more private and subtle jab. This is far more useful as blackmail material later.
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I guess QM needed another break
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>>5984533
Yup, I've been super busy with work and RL, as is the usual with the QM curse. I started in easter with a lot of free time and now I actually have to setup a schedule to keep working on the quest

When I decide on how to proceed with it. I'll be sure to tell you guys.

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Relevant Links:

>Past Threads
https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?searchall=Olympus+Incarnation+Quest
>Rentry masterlink, includes character sheets, shop information, inventory, and general information
https://rentry.org/olympus-quest-links
>Popularity Contest Round 2
https://docs.google.com/forms/d/1k-rC03K-K6zUXKf_PV9p1IA8WJeoItsSzgL7caC1XrI

A couple months ago, the world changed forever.

Individuals worldwide began manifesting the qualities of various figures- gods, spirits, heroes, beasts, and monsters- from Greek mythos. The system that caused and continues to facilitate this phenomenon is shrouded in mystery, both in how it functions and why it began its activities when it did.

The protagonist of this tale is the incarnation of Atë, a minor goddess in the grand scheme of Greek mythology, who causes and presides over folly and ruin. She, formerly a miserable but ultimately normal office worker, has since accepted her role as the embodiment of her <Myth>. She, along with her partner in crime, the incarnation of Pheme, titan of rumors and gossip, have been working to expand their influence and stack the deck in their favor against not only mortals, but also rival incarnations. In her own eyes, she is no longer human. Her ultimate goal- the elimination of all rival incarnations and, eventually, complete and total world domination.


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>>5980350
>>5980437
>>5980759
Look we talked about the torture loop.

Then you implemented it.

>>5980850
Here's where after the post you just put out where we did one at a time. It was heavily implied we would do the same thing free one ask him if he says no back into the torture loop. Rinse and repeat.

>>5981227
Then you ask us which two.

>>5981570
Then you just decide to free them all. Without any input from us.

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>>5986223
>>5986230

>Then you just decide to free them all. Without any input from us.

I don't think that's true- I redirected from killing off two of them to not killing off any of them based on the (valid) objection that a majority didn't vote on killing them off. I placed it to another vote, and people almost unanimously agreed not to kill anyone

>This is what we voted for but you did this one instead. Then did a gotcha.

Also not true- if you tally the votes after >>5981594 switched to >>5981596, this vote >>5981593 was the majority decision

I wouldn't really call this a gotcha- the players got the chance to clearly read the course of events, and I believe that the interpretation I wrote was most similar to the text of the votes.

Specifically, the implications of the discourse and voting surrounding the decision to personally fight Polybotes actually implied that players didn't want to re-sedate them; the primary purpose of a spectacle like the one they voted for is to create an impression in any spectators- an action which would be completely wasted if the guards were under an illusion


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>>5986246
>there should be a new update tonight
epic
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>>5985904
Toss it, upgrade GT

Nice play by Alastor, totally got distracted by polybotes there that’s on us
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>>5985904

> Store Draw Eyes
> Upgrade Geurilla Tactics

Plundering authorities when we basically have a full kit is pretty useless imo. Upgrading high level abilities is amazing though.

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The Divines are fickle. One minute you were racing toward the border into Hammerfell on a stolen horse, with glimmering hopes of a new life. You were going to turn things around. No more gambling. No more thieving. You were going to become a respectable Nord. Instead, you find yourself clapped in irons, not for the horse you stole, nor for the debts you've left unpaid, but for a rebellion you were never a part of.

Ulfric Stormcloak, THE Ulfric Stormcloak, leader of that same damned rebellion, just told you to take heart and have courage, but at sight of the executioner's massive ax, your nerve fails you. You make a run for it, somehow managing to pull away from the guard attending you.

The captain does not bother sending someone on a chase. He gestures to another guard wielding a bow to fire. You were going to be executed anyway, it makes no difference if it's by ax or arrow.

You make it as far as the eastern gate when pain explodes from your right shoulder. The guard, having missed your heart, clicks his tongue, and lines up for another shot.

But he never gets the chance to loose it because just then something completely impossible happens. A dragon, an actual, flying, fire-breathing dragon, appears overhead and begins burning Helgen to the ground.

You don't stick around to witness the carnage, you hightail it as fast as your legs (and your wound) will allow. Through the eastern road, south until you come to a fork and the sound of the fighting and the burning and the screaming begins to fade.

>Keep running, you need to make tracks before more Imperials show up
>Look around for a place to hide until the hubbub dies down
>Tend to your wound before it worsens further

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>>5968289
May I also interest you in some Omegaupdate?
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>>5968289
>stricter moderation
>smutfags
So they aren't better, then.
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>>5965804
You also have the right to kill yourself.

>>5968747
>less hostile spergs
>less hostile discord community
>quests that are actually good
>more chill culture/voters overall
>somehow not better than /qst/
What on God's green one are you smoking, anon?
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>>5984524
>oh, hey, there's a new post made on this long ditched thread. Maybe this dead quest got picked up by a new QM!
>fond memories of Spooky Girl Quest flood back
>takes a look
>it's just one of the anons who keep bitching about /qst/ dying trying to advertise
>again

Also, fiction.live's interface is so bad that when Elf Maiden moved there I gave up on following it after I couldn't parse it.

Just... think about how bad that is.
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You sit across from the girl in front of you. This place is, frankly, nasty. It’s literally an underground cavern. There’s a shit hole in the far left, a worn sleeping bag to the right. Scattered amongst the dirt ground are pictures. Sooo many pictures. Many of her with some friends, other by herself, sporting a megawatt smile.

All of them in clearly happier times. The blonde young adult sitting across from you doesn’t seem very happy right now.

She’s shaking. Lightly, but she is. Her blonde hair was clearly more vibrant before all…this. Now it’s fading and you swear there’s a couple grey hairs in there. Her once clearly flashy and bright dress is faded, torn, ripped to the knees for better mobility and hasn’t been washed in who knows how long. The girl isn’t even drinking age yet and she looks four times that.

Then again, being on the run from two planets’ worth of hate will do that to you. She takes the recorder you offered in a shaking hand, swallows. Begins to speak.

“M-My name is Mippi Glittershine. Princess of- formerly of the-the great Glittershine Royal House. This is my last will and testament, a-as well as my…my confession. B-because I’m about to die here. Underground. Alone.” She glances at you, but you give no impression one way or another. Frowning in sorrow, she continues speaking. “My kingdom…is in ruins. My-my people are calling for my blood. I guess not mine anymore, but-” she shakes her head, tries to continue. “I- they’re alongside the outsiders that- that I brought in. That I wanted to share this wondrous land of Faenalia with. Even my oldest friend turned against me. She…left three days ago. Saying that she couldn’t help me anymore, not when I…” she pauses, clearly remembering something painful. You don’t blame her. It’s that same friend that’s how you even found her at all.

She takes a deep breath, before squeaking out the rest.

“I’m not a bad person! I…I just…I made a mistake.” Tears. “I didn’t mean to. I didn’t mean to do any of this! I just wanted to try to make up for-”

“Mippi.” You speak once. She understands, and refocuses.

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OP ?
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>>5986332
Right here, just work. New job means I need a couple weeks to acclimate.

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Even so…hm...no, that just doesn't make enough sense for you. “I’m going to need a bit more detail on that, if you can,” you note.

Still, she looks at you oddly. “Why would you want to know about that?” she asks blankly.

“Well, because it sounds like that’s information that could be useful,” you explain. It could also be expensive, if you play your cards right. Seriously. Information on a once-thought long dead society and species that likely few people know of? Information like that is easy to sell if you know the right people. You might not know the right people, no… but you’re pretty sure one of your partners does. All it’d take is a quick call and a bit of asking around.

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>>5986411
>Not that you'll bother telling her that. Might give her second thoughts and you don't want a struggler.
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>>5986411
>She might rest easier knowing her info's already proved useful. Why not?
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>>5986411
>Not that you'll bother telling her that. Might give her second thoughts and you don't want a struggler.
It's not really important for her to know what we do

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Surreal horror Quest

God has gone mad!
Over estimating his own longevity he kept putting off the well-earned day of judgement, and for so long it was postponed that he outlived his divine capacity; decrepit, drunk, tired and loveless, God at last succumbed to dementia.

And without sense the world was ruled: Babel came back from the grave with a new tower, and he build it in the middle of the first Irish city he found, and seeing the fresh weather of the island, the desert of Mohave went independent and settled home in the new metropolis. The lunacies of God brought an erratic chaos to everything, and yet the transition of reality was so smooth that no one seemed to notice. Humans in particular didn't seem to manifest suffer from the madness just yet, it seems they forgot long ago what was God like.

You are a person living in the Irish desert of Mohave, the red metropolis. Perhaps you were slightly less imbecile, or perhaps God forgot how to be senile when reviewing your file, for one reason or another you are aware that reality has shifted, its just you cant recall how.You remember the tower of babel, God raping Gabriel, you recall everything, and yet know reality changed. No one seems to notice that things go from bad to worse, no one seems to care the world has gone mad. Being the only sane one, you become the interest of a lonely and drunken God, wanting someone to see him.

Rules:
In this quest you will have to survive to the lunacies of the mad God in a city surrounded by desert. Some things may want to kill you or do other nefarious acts, the city has some considerable and growing crime rates. Most dangerous things will follow the ancestral rules established by God back when he was sane (a certain biology, law's of physics, etc.)
You can perform any technically possible action, roll 1-100 for success probability.
There is no HP, numbers cant measure how raped you are; the unreliable descriptions of your current state will be your only estimate of health. Injuries behave realisticly, but nothing is certain in the city of the mad God.

Lastly, you need to make a character to play, try to not define it too well or you will go mad (!). You also need a goal or a mission, this can range from saving your loyal corgi dog Feefee, murder god, retrieve your spouse from the hands of some handsome religious man, make a fortune by taking advantage of the crazy people, go crazy and become the kind of the city jungle desert or any custom. It can be as mad as you want and can be changed at any time, however please state so when you do.

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>>5970706
(Pic related, the monks. Except they must be serious and dead of anger.)

>>5968425
thank you, sancho
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The dog whines!
The screams, the waves of sound, the confusion, the darkness! he doesnt have enough heads to know where to look at, he thinks he is biting flesh, but what dried and tasteless flesh is the scabbard..

He backs away from you, rotten and confused; he tries to desperately chew into the scabbard thinking its a piece of you stuck in his mouth. Then he sees the blade, and the life crosses his memories; he remembered the last Asian restaurant he ate at, he remembered his brothers, he remembered his mother who ate two of them, he recalled the chow mein's taste, it reminded him of his mothers breath.. the memory of the butchers blade hitting the back of his older brother perpetuated in the mind, he imagined the feeling on his own, fleshy, sedentary back of settled man.

>You have revived a trauma within Dog man! (this may go very well or very bad)
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Rolled 73 (1d100)

>>5970706
Huh... these guys seem pretty normal. It really must've been the moonlight through the hole in the ceiling that fucked him up, this brother Avaad feller
>This would probably be a good time to zip up my zip
>Alright lads, let's talk this out like reasonable men- I'm just a regular joe, just came by St. Gallus here to find some answers as to what in the blimey fuck's happening out there in this loony world. Yer brother Avaad feller here started freaking out, turned into some wrinkly fuck mummy when he stepped into the light, then suddenly fell over, and that's about all I know. You fellers got any explanations for what's goin on?
(no worries brother Gaucho, overcoming what ails you is a task of utmost importance)
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Be sure to archive this!
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>>5973500
Agreed, someone get this onto Suptg ASAP (I am a phoneposting young boomer, otherwise I would)

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It's the beginning of a new world, and you are the first being to appear. What now?
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>>5968481
Also, thank our boy for helping us out with Clyde, make sure we're proud of him. Introduce him to the rest of the family for a meetup, together with Surya if possible.
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>>5968093
Turn snake into jewellery for our spirit wife
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Qm?
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>>5974215
he's not coming back, anon
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“…like any Institution, We of the Infernal Houses require a system of barter and trade among individuals. Thus, the grand economy of Hell is built upon four principal interests: Ichor, Hellfire, Darkness and Souls.

Are you listening, maggot? Do you yearn to be paste beneath my feet?! Go! Go out into the mortal world and fetch me some Souls!”

Thus chastised you wriggle your way out to a Great Dimensional Orrery of the Prime Spheres, queue in line with other devils, and become unceremoniously spat out into the mortal realm.

At least it’s not Hell?
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>>5966579

>Let the fight occur and jump in on the side of the cardsharp

He is more valuable to us
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>>5967871
i can support this
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>>5966579
>>Let the fight occur and jump in on the side of the cardsharp
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Don't tell me this is dead already
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possibly?


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