Your name is Vincent Cruz. You work in a shady government-backed facility in the middle of the New Mexico desert. You are a footnote to the Powers That Be. You've actually proven yourself to be useful to the Powers That Be, due to your research into CIGARETTE MOLD and the fact you’re powering part of their facility.You're a researcher for the Abnormality Regulation Coalition (also known as ARC), tasked with containing and studying paranormal entities on their behalf. You've always had a knack with the anomalous, even before you ended up here, ever since that chance encounter with a certain HEART.You're great at making the worst out of a bad situation, at least. You've got friends, you've got cash, and you got a lot of companies on your side. Even if they’re only on your side because you’re a useful wageslave.As for what happened over the last day or so?You finally managed to free yourself from your endless shift. It took way too long to complete it, and you had to juggle a million things at once, but you did it. A certain DEERFOX SHADE harassed you right before you left, but that's a problem for future you to deal with.You managed to strike a deal with a powerful corporate executive by the name of Mr. Rust. While he may be a fully artificial(?) robot with little care for anything outside of business, he actually seems to like the cut of your gib. You two aren't so different at the end of the day, and he's going to do his best to help you out over the upcoming days.You finally tracked down the murderer of Caspian. After a short interrogation that resulted in him framing himself, you had enough evidence to charge him for his crimes. You might've had to calm Caspian down before she went insane, but at the very least, she was able to move on.You also tracked down a conman who was besmirching the name of your mold. It turns out that he was being harassed by the original researcher behind your product. Or what was left of the researcher, anyways. You were able to scare him off before things got too hectic, at least.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
i want to kill myself anons i really do
>>6473776Don't worry about it anon. The dice gods come for us all, sooner or later.
Our favorite Workaholic is running out of workahol
>>6474994Ack.Tomorrow night at the latest. You'll get your wageslave content soon.
For the one thread refresher(s): Nu bread is here>>6475548
With the Tournament of Power brought to a close, the Seventh Universe has emerged triumphant once more. Led by the Saiyan warriors, the Seventh's victory was secured. And with the wish on the Super Dragon Balls used to restore the other universes that were eliminated and erased, the final hidden trial was passed, and all eight of the universes up for elimination were allowed to remain. Yet, even with this victory, peace doesn't last in the Seventh Universe for long. As old hatreds rise and long-buried grudges resurface, will you have what it takes to keep everything you've worked the last 28 years of your life to build? Or will those who seek your end ultimately triumph? That all depends on you, and your choices.You the players will (most often) control Karn. A Saiyan man who has grown from his lowly beginnings as a mid-tier Saiyan Brawler with a sub-3000 powerlevel in Age 733 to become not only the strongest Saiyan of his time at AGE 759, but also personal friend to the former emperor Lord Freeza, father to over a dozen powerful and unique children, a mentor and teacher to his fellow Saiyans, and the indisputable winner of the Tournament of Power. Wielder of the Berserker Soul, and the powerful Stand Divine Dragon Force, you're fully equipped to handle any threat that comes your way. But what will you do when the threats aren't always physical, when you can't simply punch all your problems away?Character sheets and other info: https://controlc.com/46ec566dhttps://pastebin.com/u/GrandDragonQMArchive:http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?searchall=Saiyan+Conqueror+QuestHelp fund quest art commissions and get exclusive side stories as well as artwork by joining the patreon for only $1/month at https://www.patreon.com/GrandDragonQMQuest rules are as follows(unless otherwise noted):>30 minute vote times>Pick ONLY ONE option when voting>Dice rolls are all best of three correctly-rolled diceComment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6465637...well, this bodes well. Haha, fuck.
>>6465658Hopefully not deer.>>6465737If she tries to attack Okira, fortunately, Okira has some of the best defenses of your children to be there with her right now. As for stupor, no. Unfortunately, she's not in some sort of stupor. But aware.>>6465816>bodes well:^)
>>6465615>If he's not busy, yes. As for recording, how do you record something beyond perception?I don’t know, but Karn can see it, so his eyes can perceive it. Perhaps something can be recorded. Maybe it won’t show in it’s full form, but instead on the recorded material there will be a black hole on in place where it should have been during the movie, or some other distortion. >>6465636>“Hello, Okira. I take it everything went well?” you ask her, smiling softly as you see the excitement in her eyes.Why was she so worried about her parents reaction? Did other people reacted to Okira like Homer in this gif?>“And your enchantment you showed me how to make on the books works too! Although, I didn't think think my own mother would trigger them.”Deadly Meloka.>She could perhaps be one of the most dangerous beings, in different circumsta- Guyuh?!”This reminded me of Meloka from other timeline. The one that Zamasu stole her body and killed her. Then Mechikabura resurrected her and restored her body. Then she joined time patrol and she met there Karn from other timeline who lost his family (she lost her too). They are both now in Time Patrol. How are they doing? Were they among the audience when Karn and Goku (John Dragonball) fought in Conton City?>>6465637>you tell her, watching Okira's expression change. You can see immediately, that she's determined to go help her father.She is like her parents.>“I agree. I do wish I was stronger, that I could help him.” Okira answers, clenching her fists as you push yourself upright.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
SOON>>6466080You can see what your brain can comprehend of it.She was worried you'd ask why she would 'waste time reading instead of training'.Meloka is scary. Karn is her anchor, what keeps her from going off the deep end. That Karn and Meloka were out on another mission at the time.Yes. She loves her parents and wants to keep them safe. She has the potential to be the most dangerous fighter in the Seventh Universe.>worst time to be RavenWorst time to be Raven SO FAR.Yes. Like how much of a box you can interact with by slipping a finger through vs slipping your hand up to the wrist.Very worrying indeed. We'll have to wait and see how it affects her, having her mind broken into like that. After all, we saw how it affected Freeza in the Time Chamber.
It's TIME!>>6466156
Far off... In the distant future.On the moon of Europa, settlements of humanity fight in torturing conditions, for reasons unknown. You know you will die if you do not fight, and so you fight, trying to stay alive another day.Character Creation:https://docs.google.com/document/d/e/2PACX-1vQtptlHoLqqRa1RBGkq5O0kihZMfcFWQRO3JcgPLE7nyDCF2yjgXWyBS2fiYaFDpRnT7M_ZRvmOMEOo/pub(See "Character Creation, under "Armory". Credit to Cognis for making this skirmish system, wherever he may be.)Welcome to Europa. Whether off-worlder come in search of high-risk pay, or lifer who's known the planet and it's rad-pockets since your birth, you will fight together. Perhaps in search of something greater than yourselves. Perhaps for nothing but the men and women next to you. Few survive long, will you?Requisition Form:>Name >Suit>Weapon(s)Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
Congratulations on surviving your first mission. This was a good light test to see how processing and running things would work. I have some improvements to make, and some balancing tweaks to make. I plan to design some mechanics to make this game more campaign-like with resources and benefits from one mission to the next, so I'll be taking a few weeks of hiatus to work on that, before starting back up.
Thanks for running.
>>6468583Thanks for the game. I look forward to see what you come up with.
>>6468583Sick, was hoping it would be more than just rolling with the basic rules.
>>6468583Thanks for running this, looking forward to the next mission.>IdeaslopOptional Objectives that add a boon to the next mission.Enemies being able to use Overwatch but with an indication of threat range or other caveat.Some type of meta progression similar to Vanguard would be very nice.One odd thing I noticed, a lineman can just tank being in a crevasse when it closes if they aren't injured.
Argentum Ever-gleaming and lustrous, it flows through your veins IN this dilapidated iron tomb floating in space. It is a medium between Mekkina and Magika . An intertwined heresy that had doomed your creators by merging the divine ichor of the long dead Automia with their technological advancements in liquid form, they didn’t revive the goddess they coveted oh so much, instead, a new menace would rise from her rotten womb: The Revenants . Aberrations of flesh and circuits with an endless thirst for the ever sweet blood of man. In a sense, they are your less-than-refined brothers and sisters, crossbreeds of Mekkina and Magika but their hatred for petty mortals playing gods would result in total annihilation of all mankind according to the space station’s sensors. You are a failsafe or a countermeasure meant to exist for the sole purpose of reclaiming the planet . No matter how resourceful you are, you can’t do it on your own. You must revive the Foundry in order to forge the true saviors of humanity: Tactis Throughout centuries worth of conflict against the Revenants, humanity had replicated the data of their finest inside an Argent Core , a well spring of skills and knowledge needed to retake the planet. Tactical Girls will be born from your Argentum, your precious blood in the heart of the Foundry, are you ready to fulfill your destiny, Reclaimer ? The Foundry yearns for your succulent blood. Feed her , Awaken bits of data forever trapped in a labyrinth of wires and shackling codes. ARG: [30/30]ARG Regen: 1/QM PostRolling dice is 1d1000 to acquire Tactis depending on Argent Path : Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6468252>Beam the rest of the squad back, leave Entropy behindWhat is even happening
>>6468255quite
feeling a bit sick, i should recover in a few days.
>>6468944Take care QM
>>6468944get well soon
> While every world travels slowly towards its end, yours has just begun its journey.> For this world, the cycle of Gods and Men spins anew, on freshly birthed lands awash with life.> You are a being of creation, a God, among the first divinities born not long after a world’s genesis. You possess innate knowledge and immense power, with which you may seize dominance and carve out a place for yourself in these savage, untamed wilds.Welcome to a spinoff installation of Beings of Creation, a long-running tactical civ-style hexcrawl based on your imagination. You are a non-omniscient divine being of great power. You find yourself spontaneously brought into existence in a prehistoric, primeval world, untouched by Gods.The rules are relatively simple, and may be picked up as you go, but the document below goes into detail. Most players are familiar veterans of the game, so don't be shy and feel free to ask questions.https://docs.google.com/document/d/1ogBctptpH_0fBm1RCE_Xu76MuGmHvTVf5LvDolBh3sEhttps://discord.gg/KgdMGFe2zWith several gods already out of the running, feel free to post a god sheet in the thread if you’re interested in joining in.>Epoch 48 begins!
> Hahk returns to the Lunar Sacred SaplingHahk stares for some time as the spike launches toward the surface. Toward his people. It strikes far to the north. His heartbeat finally falls from hum to hammer. His mind starts assembling ideas. A facility, slowly liquifying the substance of the moon, converting it into a massive... spike. Ragged primals. Had all the life force on this world flowed to this one point, reducing everything to dust, and now that too is being harvested and formed into this? And now it was on the surface? To what? Repeat? Drain the life of the world below as well? It is a long walk to home, alone with his thoughts.> tssslands: GROW! Plunge down the tunnels to the Holy Sstabspire! Engulf it for the glory of tsss!> Pillagers: Beeline for the Holy Sstabspire! The holy site must be secured!> Druids: Pool Constructions to produce another Gravic Generator on 7,28> MA: Build a Gravic Generator on 6,30A grand effort is undertaken, erecting massive gravic generators around the Lunar Portal, in anticipation of the ultimate expression of the will of tsss.> MA. DI. The Gates of Thornshade> Enables the Lunar Gate to teleport vast amounts of stabby weaponry into the sky above a hex, causing it to rain stabbing implements.> Activation requires an MI and three generators.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
Rolled 4 (1d6)> tsss MOVES!
>>6477608> tsss comes to a stop at 12,27
>>6475713>[MA][DI] Terraform: - Claim: (41,20), (41,21), (37,17)The new chasm in the world feels like a challenge to the water god. First, we lay claim to complete our control of the coastal water-routes, and lay claim to the lands around the chasm.>Laqura and Primal riders: move to (37,17)>[MA][2DI] Terraform: Drown the ChasmA Hole in the world that gurgles the water away will not be tolerated. We shall flood out this chasm, and any connected system; even should we have to flood the world itself. Arriving in the Hex of the contentious Gap, Laqura calls upon the rains to intensify all around, and calls upon the tides to come fourth. A tidal wall of water rises from the oceans of (39,16), and smashes across the jungles of (38,17) leaving behind it the scarring of a channel, ever-deepening from continual water erosion as it scours out a path into the chasm and pours the waters of the world into the hole to drown out and flood whatever might lie within.
Rolled 7, 4, 1, 4, 6, 9, 10, 6, 4, 4, 6, 7, 2, 6 = 76 (14d10)>>6475713>Profound Master units in Exettekal set out on a journey, building roads and walls along the way [MI] (1-3/14)>Profound Manual Pavilion attempts to harvest Midnight for a free random tech [MI] (4/14) (dice one through four)>Trade Contravallation, Circumvallation, and Pillager Doctrine to Tsss/Thornshade [MI] (5-7/14)>Trade First Sun Cult, Primitive Music, Civil Administration to The Beast [MI] (8-10/14)>Profound Master units in Mount Ao and Budai reinforce fortifications around (9,25) and gentrify it [MI] (12-14/14)>Huangiodos moves to (19,12) to explore the blast, being the nearest god to the impact site>Develop [MA] [However much DI it takes] - Temper Of The Yazi (dice five through nine if needed)>Preq-Tech: Iron Palm, Gate of Broken Needles>Preq-Resources: Stabbier SablewoodComment too long. Click here to view the full text.
You awake to the comforting warmth of a curvaceous red haired woman in your arms, the softness of the blanket you share, and the feeling of your bed creaking briefly as your thief gets up. By the time you glance over your shoulder the window is already open, and she's gone. The town is bustling with early morning business outside. The inn is waking up, and it's time for you to go about your day.You and your party are experienced adventurers, using this town to stage excursions into dungeons and mountains. You're building a good reputation. You've been in other parties before, but this is the longest period you've been with a party yet.You sit up in bed, the blanket falling off your muscled body as you look around your room in the inn, you see your weapons on their rack, and your plate armor on its stand. The fire is ashes, and there's a breeze coming through the open window. Furea mutters in her sleep, shivering and curling up slightly. The tall, leggy redhead was a gladiator before you bought her freedom, she declared herself yours and she's been loyal in bed and battle ever since. Her eyes are blue, her legs long, her midriff toned, her breasts indecently full and her long hair lies free and messy after last night. She has a body on par with the beautiful thief who warmed the other side of your bed last night, Arianne is pale, dark haired, her eyes a similar blue to her redhead co-concubine, her body equally lush. She attempted to assassinate you, only to met with a fateful of your body as you left a bath. After you bedded her she told you of the thief gang she worked for, you brought them to justice, she was granted a pardon, and she swore her service to you in gratitude. She's an excellent scout, thief and support, though she tries to avoid melee combat, snarking constantly about it whenever she has to.You smile. She's worth it.Your room is large, with room for a double bed, fireplace, your weapons and armor, a table, chairs, dressers for the girls clothes. You tie your belt, just as the door opens and one of your servants enters. As a wealthy adventurer, you have a small group of retainers, including a quartet of maids whose duties include cleaning your armor and weapons.Despite their horns you aren't positive they're tieflings, they don't seem to have the booming voice and smell of sulphur you hear is normal. Also you don't think they're raging homosexuals."Good morning master." Lara says softly, careful not to wake the woman she [rightfully] assumes is asleep behind you. As the third oldest she's a bit less flighty than the older two, and more demure than the youngest."Shall I bring tea or will you be taking it downstairs this morning?"Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6457135>Level 8 FighterScoutFavored Terrain Forest, Mountain Fighting Style ArcherySkills Acrobatics, Animal Handling, Medicine, Survival, PerceptionFeats Skill Expert in Stealth, Skulker, PoisonerStr:12Dex:16Con:16Wis:16Cha:14Int:12
>>6457135>Level 8 BardWhat other class would be pulling multiple baddies?Str:12Dex:14Con:12Wis:16Cha:16Int:16Cantrips: Dancing Lights, Friends, Vicious MockerySpells known: Charm Person, Cure Wounds, Detect Magic, Disguise Self, Silent Image, Silvery Barbs, Invisibility, Nathair's Mischief, Charm Monster, Hallucinatory TerrainCollege of ValorComment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6457253>>6457960One for fighter, one for bard, baddies will abound regardless of class choice, but skill will also be required to acquire most of them regardless. Won't just hand em all out.
>>6457960>>6458089Backing bard
>>6457960You smile as you ponder your past adventures as a bard from the college of Valor. You've long travelled in search of adventure, yours and others, whether it was fighting orcs in defence of a village (you defeated their leader in a duel and got his half orc daughter as a peace offering), rescuing a pretty princess from the lair of a young red dragon (by seducing her, the dragon that is):then getting lavishly paid a reward for saving the princess (then accidentally leaving that reward behind to avoid getting caught with said naked princess, AND her pillowy-racked mother), or fighting and feasting with a barbarian tribe in a mead hall (and fighting and fucking their fur bikini clad daughters) you've experienced amazing things.Your room is full (not literally, there's room for more) of trophies from previous adventures. A trident which deals extra cold damage as a memento from your brief period as guest to a very voluptuous triton woman and her curvaceous daughters (and some seashell bikinis you took with you that to your delight only BARELY fit your concubines), a lavish set of cloth bard clothes, comfortable, colorful, enchanted to stay clean and allow you to reroll a number of Charisma checks equal to your Charisma bonus per day, a chain shirt that can cast Shield once per round (a gift from a buxom, bespectacled, 35 year old sorceress you deflowered), and a scratched set of steel Half-Plate armor. There's more besides, a short sword that returns to your hand (a gift from a pretty dwarf in exchange for getting to give you the best standing titfuck of your life), a ring that let's you cast Create Bonfire (stolen from that red dragons hoard while she was writhing under you), another ring that lets you cast Shape Water (a gift from a lithe sea elf pirate you slept with to pay for passage, she said she 'owed you change'), and your trusty +2 rapier, made by the same Smith who made your half plate, just to name a few.>(cont)
The year is 2002 and the month is January. The place, is the border between two extremely poor and run down countries in West Africa.Sierra Leone and LiberiaWho are you? You're some bloke from the area with a hint of ambition, some heart, and just enough charisma to get you where you need to go.The SituationSierra Leone and Liberia are some of the most broke as hell nations in the entire world. We're talking "the national export is rough cut diamonds and lumber" levels of poverty. For a very long time in both nations, one group of people got to have all the wealth, and then another group people got mad about it and did a revolution, but then that second group was totally psycho with cutting off limbs and having child soldiers, ect ect.One of the nations has mostly ended it's civil-war finally, but the dictator of the other one is selling lumber and rubber to The West to fund an army of child soldiers and mass murdering fuckheads. His name is Charles Taylor and he's basically this guy here. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sHn5nfW3pNwVillages are burned to the ground, refugees are starving in camps, and the local UN or African Union Forces are incompetent and corrupt.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6471034>Corruption (-9%) Your game saw a modest 9% drop in corruption. This actuallyperfectly mirrors Koroma’s first term. In 2008, he amended the Anti-CorruptionAct, giving the Anti-Corruption Commission (ACC) independent prosecutorialpowers for the first time. Several high-profile ministers were actually sackedand indicted. While systemic graft remained a way of life, a slight ~9%improvement in institutional anti-corruption is historically accurate for thiswindow.Where the Game Was Still an Impossible Utopia>Unemployment (-35%), Poverty Drop, and Earnings of the Poor (+33%) This is whereyour simulation achieved a miracle that Sierra Leone could not. While Koroma’sComment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>WrapupOkay so that's enough lore that you could save this and be reading it for like a week or something.>Contact InfoI often post about AK-47 Republic or Africa or something like that in /hwg/ on /tg/.I have a writer's email and a proton email, but I don't want to share either of them or my discord, which I have done before, until the thread is about to die.>Plans for the futureI might need a week or a month to heal and rest from running this. I am behind on stuff and I'm about to start working a lot, and I'm already have other projects as is.I have novels to write, I have wargaming systems to mod, and so on.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
Thanks for running, QM. It was very interesting.
I have put up a thread on /tg/. Also it seems that the rating for the archive is being downvoted or neglected.
"Adventurers Wanted!"So sayeth the sign, hammered into the hard earth just outside the entrance of Zurham Gristmean's Grizzly Bear Guesthouse, the small frontier town's only real place for booze or bedding. While Crowsflight is no center of culture or commerce, the dwarf's action is still momentous and meaningful. Everyone knows, when such a sign goes up, they will inevitably appear... Those daring doers of derring-do, good and evil and everything in between, from far and wide and high and low.Adventurers!Things must be dire indeed...>Submit a character!We will be using Simple d6 3rd Edition (https://1d6chan.miraheze.org/wiki/Simple_D6_-_Third_Edition), so include: a name, a race-class combo (your quality), and five skills. You may give up 1 Skill to get either +2 Hit Points in a single Aspect (Body, Mind, Magic, Faith, which all start at 5 HP) or +1 Defense in a single Aspect per Skill you give up.You can also give up 1 HP or 1 Defense from any one Aspect to boost another, but you cannot have more than 7 or less than 3 HP in any one Aspect, and Defense cannot be higher than 2 in any one Aspect. You must trade HP for HP, and Defense for Defense.You can also specify two weapons, a weapon and armor, or a weapon and two tools. These add +1 damage to any successful combat roll (for weapons), +1 to the initial roll for related skill checks (for tools), or -1 damage taken from any physical attack (for armor). Weapons and armor can be magical or physical, but only one or the other, with wizard's staffs and protective robes serving as weapons and armor for the purposes of magic rolls while a warrior's more conventional sort apply to physical rolls.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6470587Buzz came down the trunk on what was left of his swarm.>Buzz: nothing, rolling in a nest full of it.He had not found anything special up there. What he had was left of the hoard itself, whatever the Night Hawk had collected and had not tumbled down with the drop-kicked dwarf, stuffed into his suit. Less than a dragon's hoard, but more than a night's work usually pays."THAT IS STOLEN PROPERTY," said the basket."Because you stole it," said Buzz.They reached Crowsflight by dawn: a half-orc with two axes and a fistful of burnt feathers, a knight carrying a basket that kept complaining, a rogue with a grandmother on his arm, a beekeeper leaking honey and jingling with coin, an ogre picking his teeth, and a very small witch squinting against the sunrise.Zurham Gristmean was on his front step. He had been on it all night.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
Thank you all for playing. I may return with a next adventure soon. Taking participation and feedback into account, I'm not sure just yet. if I do, I'll try to make some changes to how I plan it out and pace it.
>>6470590Good, it was a fun game. I hope you get enough players and activity next time.
>>6470588Thanks for running it! Didn't expect to have as much fun as I did--very fun system all things considered! Hoping we can do it again sometime soon!
>>6470590This was really fun to play, thank you for running!
Opportunity, freedom and power lies West of the Mississippi. Gold and land are in abundance - along with competition. The chance to strike out and make it big. More so if you are Kindred or Cainite. Even with the establishment of the west coast, and the transcontinental railroad linking New York to San Francisco, large swathes of territories-turned-states are still blank on the map. Cities are contested, and outside of towns is no man's land. The Sabbat have been losing territory since the Mexican-American War. The Camarilla, led first by Anarchs, are making inroads, and the independent clans are trickling in. The Jyhad is anyone’s game out here, and it's mostly neonates and fledgling playing. The American Civil War has been over for five years. Many people headed west, and Kindred followed. Along with technology advancing, record keeping was on the rise. You had to have your identity written down, even if it was your false identity. The way you were taking the train, though, didn't require identification. As far as the mortals knew, you were just a special-made coffin. That's why it weighed so much, they reckon. But who was this coming down on an iron horse? >Raphael Two-Saints. Up from Montréal way. The immigration officer couldn't spell your family name of Toussaint, so you settled with “Two-Saints.” Skirmishes with the Native tribes saw your sire granting you the Embrace. >Sybil Proctor. From an esteemed plantation family, you left the stifling South behind. A combination of your pedigree and strong sense of self caught your sire’s attention. >Write-In. Include name and something that made them stand out to their sire. What is your clan? (With Disciplines listed)>Assamite (Celerity, Obfuscate, Quietus) >Brujah (Celerity, Potence, Presence) >Followers of Set (Obfuscate, Presence, Serpentis)>Gangrel (Animalism, Fortitude, Protean)Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6458159>Scout out the Redwood Forest>>6459045Yeah but city Gangrel are basically dirty hobos that nobody likes.
Gangrel elders are weird. Most gangrel die or become corrupted before becoming elders. Those who make it to elder status find isolated places to sleep through the centuries and avoid the politics of the Cainite kind. Elder gangrels have founded the path of Lilith, hunt garou for sport, worship Kupala, join secret societies that puppet the puppeteers, or become warlords.Most gangrel don't care for people or the weak and live with nature, partly because of their blood and because vampire politics get you killed.
>>6459049To be frank, most don't care for the Gangrel because they tend to neglect their social stats and all the perks that come from that, like status, resources, appearance, boon debt, etc... it's like you have a group that refuses to play by the rules. If granrels had something that other cainites wanted or valued, they would be more welcome.
>>6459040>>6459049Gangrel are the most prolific and whimsical embracers, you can find all kinds of people in the clan.
The most promising wuxslop in some time, still abandoned. Might take over if he doesn't come back soon.
The Halls of the High Hollow ring with the echoes of long past labors. They resonate with songs whose verses were long sung last. Your place is not amongst the fading frivolities which shall soon be forgotten. The depths call for you to strike the Earth, and the stone walls that protected the heart of world for ages unfathomable are still no obstacle to a child of perseverance. To grasp the pickaxe and the spade is to have the riches of the world already half in hand.
>>6474857>>6475005>RUN AWAY like a WUSS. Creatures of Geochaos rarely cooperated across species, so you might hope that the MYSTERIOUS MOLE LIGHT would hate the bug more than you…and perhaps you will catch up with the Servant who may be of some SMALL HELP.Some might say that fleeing from a strong opponent is something only a WUSS would do, but no Moissan Dwarf is a WUSS. You are WITHDRAWING from a disadvantageous situation as only a skilled ATHLETE and master TACTICTIAN would think an option. You’d advance forth to where the Servant of the Voice might be ready to aid- good thing everything was belted down tight for such snap decision making.Unconcerned with the amount of noise you were making in your hurry, speed being more important than anything else, the Cave Singer was UTTERLY LOCKED onto your position. Its song grew louder and louder, and soon, you heard the hiss, the clicking of its mandibles, the whistling of its scythes as the wind of its song rattled through your barrel pack. The light was growing brighter and brighter even so.Almost there…Suddenly, BLINDING LIGHT- or it would have been, had your TINTING GOGGLES prevented such sudden shifts in light from harming your vision. A loud BANG as some vast mechanism turned over, crackling afterwards. Before you was a great WALL OF BRONZE, and you only halted because the song behind you had as well.
“Whattya think you doin’ here?” A sneering voice called over an amplified voice. You looked up and saw…they must have been GLOW MOLES, but they were dressed in DAPPER FASHION. “How many times we gots to tell ya cave rubes, NO BUGS. No shroom bugs, no band bugs, no friggin’ circus bugs, and sure as hell no crabs in tha MONSTA CASINO! Aye aye ayyyy…”“Waiittt theerreee…” A fluty voice from behind. The DISGUSTING TOWERING BUG was SPEAKING. “Iiii have an esCORT who inviTED meeee…”“Ya WHAT.” The same haughty voice called down, “Then he oughta know that we take a DEPAWSIT for bringin’ in UNDESIRABLES. So he’s gonna pay up, or the doors’re shut tight for the both of yas.”You were being held hostage. If you didn’t pay the Cave Singer’s way into this CASINO, he would surely slice you up and eat you. This one was a BIG ONE, and you really couldn’t be sure of anything but that the odds were against you.“Oh. Hello Durin.” The SERVANT was here, though she looked more bored and irritated than anything. “I see you’ve brought along another creature to replace me. Have you decided you like bugs more than women, then?”You explained sidelong to her, in a whisper, that this bug is not your friend.“I think he is,” she retorted, “Unless you think we can beat him. And we can’t.”You asked her where the MOLE you had her trailing went. She gave you a nasty glare.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6476959>Band together to try and KICK the Cave Singer’s ASS. You were not about to part with any more gold so he could get his insectoid carcass in a house of dice… (This is a POWERFUL OPPONENT)This is the place for a good fight.Like a Tekken stage.
>>6476959>Band together to try and KICK the Cave Singer’s ASS. You were not about to part with any more gold so he could get his insectoid carcass in a house of dice… (This is a POWERFUL OPPONENT)Fuck this scary ass bug. Not giving up our fat LODE. Not coughing up our GOLD. We LABORED for these delectable and desirable MINERALS. Some entitled chitinous stranger doesn't get to just shake us down. Tusk in one hand, narwhal in the other, let's fucking RUMBLE!
>>6476959>>The POWER of MOISSANITE would go to the hardest worker- and who worked harder than your steadfast NARWHAL? She would take on the easy work for once as EYE CANDY. The Bug had to be paid for by default, tragically...Why on or under earth would we not want a sexy unicorn AI GF?
I'm from your roommate's grocery store. Prepare to die.>what?>why?>run>fight
>>6457585>I'm a girlExplain you were deep undercover and trying to rescue the crack whores to build a sisterhood and soup kitchen.If they doubt you then cancel them with extreme prejudice.
>>6458354Pardon. It's not that you are terribly ugly, but I can see why no one noticed that you are a girl until now. If it is true what you say, then why did you kill that crack whore. But that is not why I am here. I am FBI. I am investigating the murder of the crack whore at the crack house as a favor to your district representative. That crack whore was your district representative's favorite crack whore. What we need from you is the crack whore's cell phone. Don't get any ideas, there is no scandal here. The district representative and that crack whore were approved by god. Just tell us where you put the cell phone, and maybe you can get some leniency.>I didn't do it>(Lie) The phone is at home>(Lie) I gave the phone to fart cannon's gf
Rolled 92 (1d100)>>6458601>write inRolling for QM to put atleast a little more effort into drawing
>>6458601>Bitch I know you aint from that FBI. Bought that hat at the grocery store didn't you? Try and get me to give you a grill's number on the side?>Abscond
>>6458956win
Although historians would only later append 'the Younger' to the name of Prince Cyrus--to distinguish him from his father--he was worthy of that epithet already. He was barely twenty-two. He kept a short black beard, the best he could manage in his youth, and the Persian habit of painting his eyes with kohl. He sat a horse loosely and without effort. At close quarters one could see the scars, white and ridged where his coat opened at the neck and where his sleeve met his hand, which were rumored to have been earned in deadly contest with a bear. He was, from his birth, serious and thoughtful. Often, he sent wine or meat from his own table to men who pleased him. Men who displeased him left his court short a hand, a foot, or an eye.His seat was in Sardis, the old Lydian capital at the foot of Mount Tmolus. The timber and mud-brick houses of Sardis crowded around the narrow Pactolus, whose sands had once made Lydian kings rich. Above them the acropolis ascended a sheer ochre crag, so that the city seemed to be shaded by a fortress. Lydian craftsmen, Greek traders, Persian officials, and soldiers from half a dozen countries jostled in its markets. It was prosperous and ancient, but not peaceful by nature. Cyrus the Great had taken it from Croesus, and Greek rebels had burned it a century before. Its present tranquility was yet another anomaly of the age maintained by Persian spears.It was there, in Sardis, that Cyrus ordered his scattered Greek contingents to assemble. Two thousand men gathered by his guest-friend Proxenus of Boeotia, fifteen hundred hoplites, another five hundred light-armed men with javelins, slings, or bows. The Peloponnesian War had ended only three years before. Many among them faced the prospect of neglected farms, inherited debts, or cities which disdained their return, and so had not yet left the service. Their present task, so they were told, was to put down the hill tribes which were troubling the Prince's lands in Pisidia. It was to be a short and predictable campaign, no more than a season's march, with a few villages spoiled and plundered, some Pisidian barbarians butchered. A common enough kind of war, and to many, a last chance at redemption or glory or fortunes, before the inevitable retirement.
>>6469555Good idea+1
>>6469388>Agree (Rhetoric, +5 Simos relation)Alright, we'll live a little.
>>6469388>Refuse (-5 Simos relation)
>>6469555Yeah, I support this
>>6469555+1I am enjoying this quest. I feel even if we were to get a talent of silver anyways, we'd still be in the long haul to save our family from ruin.
Last time, you and your friends from the Occult Club encountered the school ghost, a woman named Evie, who went on to possess poor, innocent Tina. She refused to give up control because you’re a menace to society, so you brought her home. Does that make sense? If your answer is no, that’s the wrong answer. Be ashamed of yourself. At your apartment, you learned the truth behind Evie’s past; she’s a war veteran who teamed up with Sekhmet (Ichie’s entity) like 100 years ago against the forces of evil — then you mended your relationship, and ate pizza with everyone at the apartment. Hooray!That’d be the end of the story, but this night refuses to die young. Ruby was *also* possessed by a ghost from the past. One you’re intimate with! That’s right, it’s Holly Gram! The living spirit of a dead civilization. After the initial confusion, the Millennial ghost requests something of major importance! Bodies for her and Evie! Is that even a thing you can do…? Are you going to play God?! Let’s find out!“...And that’s who Holly Gram is.” You put your hands over your hips as you explained to Ichie, Suan De, Susie, and Evie (+ Tina) who this woman is! “Ohohoho~, so this is actual proof of that whole ordeal…” T_T Neko is the living database of everything you’ve learned.“She comes from a technologically advanced society wiped from existence…?” Evie can’t comprehend it, even if her heart aches for this senseless amount of lost lives…“Not that advanced. Your airplanes are amazing! We never figured those ones out!” Holly Gram smiles. “...They sure are.” Evie tries to hide her prideful smile. She probably doesn’t even know the new models and she’s acting like this...Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6460172“I was ready to stay behind, but Ruby is begging me to come out like this! She pretends it’s about being around the van, but we all know the truth, don’t we?” Holly Gram follows Ichie’s footsteps and shows off a cheerleader outfit! Hmm, yeah, maybe the camping gear is a little suspect. “She wasn’t wearing much to begin with. How do I look?” She walks in style towards the group!“Stunning!” You nod rapidly.“Hahaha! If only you knew the way Ruby’s mind is racing. It’s amazing! No wonder it’s so easy for her to be light on clothes.” Holly Gram smiles from ear to ear. “I don’t get this one, but Ruby tells me if it’s cheering you up, it’s working, right?”“You’re wearing a cheerleader outfit, so you’re correct!” Ichie delivers the facts.“Big thumbs up for you, cow girl!” Holly Gram pets the cow! “C’mon, Evie, if I came out here, you can take it. You big baby.”
>>6460173“I-I’m not leaving this wall! Absolutely not!” Evie refuses. “H-Huh, T-Tina?! D-Don’t...!” Evie is being forced to show off her costume! It’s a skimpy maid one! “W-Why?! W-W-Why are you doing this…? Y-You don’t need his adulation! W-W-What do you mean that’s the point of wearing a costume?! W-We weren’t meant to be wearing one. This should be camping gear! Y-You can’t wrestle a bear in this!”“Not with that attitude.” Holly Gram makes fun of Evie.“You absolutely can.” Ichie agrees.“You aren’t supposed to fight bears, period.” As always, you bring common sense back to all conversations.“T-T-T-This is deeply embarrassing… T-Tina, why…?!” Evie covers her face as she joins the group, she’s the reddest girl of the night… “L-Look away!!!”
>>6460174“Then we should focus on our final gal of the night, ladies and gentleman, the most adorably shameless blueberry in the entire world, Debbie!” Holly puts the spotlight back on the most experienced idol!“I-I-I-I-I-Is t-this what you wanted me to wear…?” Debbie is shame personified as she pops out wearing a micro-bikini… Well, it might not be, since it’s similar to ones the girls wore at the Prison Party House, but Debbie sure makes it look like it is.“Holy me, so that’s why you waited for everyone to step out before changing! Woah!” Holly Gram can’t believe her eyes.“Ms. Deborah, d-don’t you feel any shame…?!” The cow shouts back like she’s any different. “W-W-What does she look like? Johnny, what did you do?!” Evie can’t take her hands off her face. “For the last time, it wasn’t my idea!” You defend your honor.“...J-Johnny, c-can we set the camp inside the van…?” Debbie can’t walk towards the group like this!Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6460176Nice
Very nice, but sadly these camping clothes aren't good enough for camping. I guess Johnny'll have to cuddle with them to keep everyone warm.
The keeper did not open the trapdoor until the young man had set down everything he came with, the satchel, the letters, the ledger of small debts, the ring, and finally the name that people upstairs used to find him in a crowd, which took the longest, because a man does not realize how much weight a name carries until he is asked to leave it on a desk in a stone room beneath a city that does not know he is there. When he was done the keeper crouched and worked the iron ring and the stone ground against itself with a sound the young man felt in his back teeth before he heard it with his ears. The cold that came up from below was ancient and deliberate, the cold of something that had been counting. Before the young man could lean over to look the keeper grabbed his arm, certain the way old things move when they are done being patient, and said do not go down there planning to come back the same, said it once, dropped his arm, handed him a light and pointed at the opening. The young man went because his feet went before he decided, down into the dark that smelled of stone and time and something deeper than both, the trapdoor closing above him like a held breath released, and the grinding followed him all the way down.
Janny, delete this fucking thread
>>6456247heresy
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Today is the day. This is going to mark the end of an era of your life as you know it.PROMThe thought of the word bounces around your mind like a ricocheting bullet.That's right, it's prom night tonight. You never really had much of a reputation during high school, but then again, you didn't really go out of your way to socialize either.Going to prom tonight is stressing you out a bit. There's supposed to be a huge after-party at Jacob Langley's house. Jacob comes from a luxuriously wealthy family. You've never been inside his house, but you can attest to the fact that his parents' house is huge. People have asked Jacob what his parents do for a living, though he's always pretty vague about it for some reason.You still doubt you're invited, though. It's only been recently that a couple of your bullies, Stacy and Kinsley, have been warming up to you and being nicer. The change has come out of nowhere, but it's welcome to you.The clock is ticking until school starts. You walk into the bathroom and strip down, getting a good look at yourself.It's certainly you...Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6455131I was a poster in that marvel one but no im not the qm from any of those
>Go out and buy a suit. You have money, right?You need to get a suit. It's not a question that you should get one for your prom, good thing you've been working a part time job as a dishwasher. It's probably not enough to get anything really nice, though you can still get something decent.Immediately reaching for your phone, you go into your banks app to take a look at your account. Quickly entering your password, you're brought to the app and some relief washes over you when you see you have $850 saved up. There's got to be something nice you can get with this, you suppose it's just a matter of where you look. Making an appearance matters to you, how else are you going to get invited to that after party?"Yeah, go get something expensive kid," an unfamiliar voice says behind you.Wait a minute, you weren't saying anything out loud. You quickly turn around, your mom washes dishes in the background of where you look."Did you say something, mom?" you ask her. She just looks at you for a moment, "not that i know of, Alex," she says in response.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6455139>I'm going to go all out with my suit
>>6455139>No, you're not just going to ignore that. Who told you to treat yourself?Ghosts? I’ll fight them.
>>6455139>No, you're not just going to ignore that. Who told you to treat yourself?Don't make us call the Ghostbusters
