May 5th, 2015. It's final weeks on Tokyo-3's Municipal First Junior High School Academy and it's been hell on all the students. Thankfully, you're too old to be going through math exams, mister school counselor! It's your 4th year since you've been hired to take care of these kids, and so far, it's been an alright job.Having majored in said field straight after your degree in psychology, you were more than happy to have some security as opposed to dealing with flaky patients and the usual folks who just walked away after a "free trial". Frankly, from Cognitive Behavior to psychoanalysis, all forms of therapy were subjects you loved to deep dive in your free time despite being done with college for a while, and that's exactly what sets the mediocre scholars apart from the true specialists! Now if only your pay wasn't barely above minimum wage despite all your efforts...It wasn't any school, no less. Tokyo 3's First Junior High's students were all, in one way or another, motherless. Either by accidents, coming from adoption, divorce, it was almost certain that no child from that school ever had both sets of parents in the house, and you knew very well what that meant. Extra steps went into advising teachers and staff, Parent-Teacher conferences, workshops, class conferences... Really, everything that involved giving support to students had to go through you first, and while it was exhausting work, none of the classes ever had a major fight thanks to 29 year old Date Kurono at their service.Since finals week meant everyone was either silent in class, studying or going straight back home, it was an unusually leisure day for you, which given how active you were used to be there, meant you were tapping your feet at your desk in the teacher's lounge while everyone else your age was either in class or silently checking papers. Not like you were super friendly with any of the staff or anything, for they weren't much more than colleagues.You barely had the social battery to socialize your way into a full shift, so you couldn't imagine having to balance that out with being an extrovert, which meant having no work to do and being stuck in your head was all the more alienating, since all you had left then was to ruminate about the past.Really, why did you choose professional babysitting as your calling? Guess it all started back in the 80s when you were born, back when Tokyo 3 was just called Tokyo, your parents were an aspiring couple, each renowned in their own way, with your mother always being needed her job thanks to her revolutionary discoveries in neuroscience, and your father being a famous athlete, rising up the ranks to get the Japanese Lightweight Boxing Belt, aiming to go for the world.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6412782After giving him enough time to breathe, Shinji's face comes out of the towel, staring into Rei's eyes with compassion."Thank you, Ayanami. That really helped me.""You are welcome." She says, not even attempting to smile.Shinji was clearly expecting her to say something more, given how precise she was with her words, but that really appeared to be all she had left to say for the night, out and away going all her emotional intelligence after that."Rei, would you mind going back up and telling the girls Shinji is feeling better?" You give her something to do, or else Shinji would eventually feel awkward with somebody eavesdropping on your conversation."Roger." She goes back to Misato's apartment without further questioning."Say, Shinji..." Instead of going for something predictable, you ask him something more unrelated to his suffering. "What did you think of Bad?""Huh...? The album?" Shinji was intrigued by the unexpected question, but answered anyway. "I'm not sure I get it... Bad is the opposite of good, right? Then why did Michael name his album Bad if the songs are good?"Right, you forgot he's homeschooled, so his English isn't the best."Bad doesn't mean literally bad, Shinji. People back then said it as a synonym of cool. So when Michael says he's bad, he's saying he's awesome, dangerous, even. Though Dangerous is another album of his...""I see..." He stares at the little track list that came with the tape's box. "I skipped around to hear a few songs... I know Michael died recently and that he was very popular in America, but I never really heard him until now."Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6412795"I remember when I heard it all the way back in the 90s. I thought it was a fight song for the longest time given the music video is a bunch of guys walking around the suburbs, but when my mother taught me English, I got to hear my dad's vinyl and I found out the lyrics were actually about running away from fights.""Running away?" Shinji instantly turned his head once he heard that. "But wouldn't run away from a gang fight make him a coward? How come he made a hit from that song out of not fighting?""That's the cool thing about MJ! The song sounds so good that it works as a convincing argument that you can avoid conflict when you recognize that it's a needless fight. It's a fight song against violence itself.""So he's not really running away... He's making a statement!" Shinji concurs with your interpretation of the song."Pretty much. It's not running away forever, it's a strategic retreat.""He managed to avoid conflict and still sound cool..." Your passion about music appears to have an effect on the boy, as he internalizes how he could find a middle ground between beating it and being defeated. Hopefully that doesn't involve trying the moonwalk in the Eva or using the A.T Field for the anti gravity lean MJ did."You're a lot like him, aren't you, Date-San?""What?" You're shocked by the comparison. I guess your hair is curly enough for you to have the Bad hairdo if you grew it out? You're neither too white or too black to match his skin tone, though..."You care a lot about people! Both your jobs involve helping out kids, and you're good with pets, too! I bet you want to make the world a better place too, right?""...Maybe. Only I didn't start out with me." You chuckle, taking the complimentComment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6412807>Check on Rei.
>>6412807>Check on Rei.Rei sweep Tempted by Pen Pen
>>6412795>you're responsible for making the change you want to see in the worldOH NO NO NO NO NO
Galtia, your homeland, is famed for its knights and paladins, heroes all. The division between peasant and noble is a strict one, but through sufficient valor at arms, even the lowliest beggar can earn a knighthood, however unlikely it may be. The military doctrine of your people largely focuses on lines of men at arms with shields and spears, given ranged support by peasant archers, and horseback knight charges into the enemy rear. You are a leader of men, defending your nation's borders during their current war against:>1: fiend-serving cultists that rampaged through the neighbouring kingdom of Sanidia, summoning demons and undead.>2: the nearby kingdom of Zulzaria waged war against orcs for many years, the orcs have chosen to seek easier prey: Galtia. >3: Regelia, a country your equal in strength, skill and honor, their tactics mirror yours, and your people have fought theirs many times before.And what is your station? You are a knight, but what tier of society did you originate in?>By default you start at level 3, 1000 experience, a 5E fighter. All ability scores at 14, with Human Determination and four proficiencies of your choosing.https://dnd5e.wikidot.com/>1: Hardmode, a lowly beggar turned soldier, nobles look on you with contempt and could rip your command away with little effort if given the excuse. (Optional: start as a rogue instead of a fighter)>2: Lowborn, you had to fight and claw your way to the top, but your combat success was so obvious that your being knighted was equally an obvious outcome. (Start with two extra levels, 7000 experience, class/es of your choice, gain an ASI at level 4 regardless of class)>3: Knight, you were born into a military family, trained hard, and were knighted on the field of battle. (Start with one extra level, 4000 experience, class of your choice, and one extra feat. Gain an ASI regardless of class)Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6376636I thought we were the rogue?
>>6376639everyone is the rogue. we are the rogue. our wife is rogue. children? rogue. grandkids? rogue. companions? rogue
>>6375579>>6376451 +1.Yes I just watched A Knight of the Seven Kingdoms. How did you know?
>>6375579>>6376409 +1
Oh dang people replied. Guess I'll count dem votes.
Car chases come and go, but it’s deterring your hostage’s saviors that makes the difference in life. That sounded pretty evil, but it’s about you taking the leader of the mafia to the police — so it’s a gray area. You feel like you were sidelined for a good while, waiting for Judith and her crew to get ready to meet your team. It’s almost like someone shoved you inside a bag and let you fester in there for a day. Nobody should endure that.That’s why you have been listening to Bubbles. The plucky girl is doing a report about how your pals around town are faring in these trying times. This gangster debacle is a city wide event after all. Everyone is fine so far, but there’s more to say!“Sorry, everyone! I mentioned Jackey Frosties, and our amazing maid here brought me some. You know how it goes.” Scarlet apologizes for the sudden break. “Couldn’t you eat after you were done talking...?” Vera is in this group call.“And let it melt? Hello? That’s a big no-no. This is peak ice cream condition, and you know it.” Scarlet refuses to let her dessert suffer. “Where was I?”“Uhm, the Jackey Frosties news?” Liu is always polite. Originally, Liu was going to relay the news to all of you, but her and Scarlet thought it would be faster if the redhead talked directly.“Oh… yeah… one got vandalized…” Scarlet sounds heartbroken. “C-Cheer up, Scar Scar. There are plenty of them around, right?” Crossbill tries to cheer up the spoonful spirit. It’s you five in this call, one agent in both groups and their navigators — plus Bubbles.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6381664>Feed the burger to more hobos. All of them need to approve it. Ruby should like this one...>Feed the burger to more hobos. All of them need to approve it. Suan De will like it, probably…>Get everything ready for the party. First, burgers for everyone, mainly Matilda...
Regardless of what your newest masterpiece is called, you need all the hobos’ seal of approval. Ruby and Suan De must grab a bite!“A-Amelia, we’re calling it Hoboburger because a hobo made it.” Yu Yan clarifies.“Are you saying Johnny is a hobo?” Amelia is very confused.“Magumbos Jr. here told us he hasn’t slept at his apartment all that much.” Yu Yan points at Ichie.“It’s quite tragic...” Ichie nods. “Wait, what did you call me, friend...?”“It’s hard for us to imagine that scenario, he loved to return home when we were around.” Nariko gets petty. Ichie doesn’t like it. But before they start bickering, your sister has your back! “That doesn’t make him a hobo!” Your sister argues.“Maybe a hubbo?” Yu Yan wonders. Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6382485Sadly, this is all we have for this thread! Thanks for playing, and see you on the next time! And remember, you will get your smoothie!
>>6382486Thanks for running!
In this world, you are a rare case.You were born and raised in a village whose residents all hailed from the same clan, one which possessed a power and a ferocity which made it feared by those living outside. Everyone in this village, from the elders to the clan leader right down to the children, was a natural-born killer – in that sense, you aren’t so special.“Ryō-kun,” the leader told you just yesterday with a wide grin, “all you have to do out there tomorrow is follow your instincts… don’t think, just kill!”Well, when the village settled on picking a fight with one of the five great powers of this world your instincts told you that it was a stupid idea. That little voice inside your head was screaming that invading Kirigakure was a stupid idea that was going to get you all killed, so that was the feeling you went with even if it made a lot of your clansmen pretty mad.But you stood your ground.They were so confident in their raw power and ferocity that they never questioned the wisdom of the plan… to the degree there was one. Your own parents even promised to come home and “deal with you” later, which of course was a threat born of complete delusion. And even if you doubt that they’ll ever make good on their threat, you have no doubt that once Kirigakure manages to get over the shock of the attack they’ll be calling on your village soon.Your hair and the markings on your forehead are easy enough to get rid of. Even if you cut those things away to disguise your bloodline hair and flesh grow back. But after scraping together what little money exists in your village and packing away some dried food and water, you decide not to burn the village itself. Wiser maybe to ignore that first instinct and not leave any obvious signs that anyone was left behind to survive.…Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6399812“You’re not going to go talk to them?” Akiji-kun asks you, having brought you a sandwich from downstairs.You shake your head. “Not my business.”While you munch, Akiji-kun leans over the low wall along the edge of the roofline. “Hiroshi-kun is doing better.”“That’s good to hear,” you nod. “Konoha’s medic-nins seem to have done good work.”...The rest of the final day of the test passes slowly, with only the team you recognize from the yakiniku place several days ago dragging themselves to the base of the tower. And after that, no other teams emerge from the forest before time elapses.Just eight teams are left out of the fifty-one which started the exams, with nineteen having failed somewhere in the Forest of Death – only eight of which in actual combat, so far as you know. Takigakure, Kusagakure, and Amegakure have all been eliminated entirely, with Sunagakure having been whittled down to just the one team remaining. And then there are Otogakure and Yugakure – the village nobody has ever heard of and the one nobody takes seriously have made it through with the single team each started with.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6400103All the genin are assembled just after midday, at the five-day mark from when the test began to the hour. You stand in eight rows of three, with you standing ‘tall’ at the front of your row, in the middle of a large circular room built at the center of the ground floor of the tower – a space which until now had been left accessible, with the entry gates at the ground floor having initially led you up a set of stairs.There are many jōnin present, including the proctors Ibiki-san and Anko-san, together with a third Konoha-nin who looks a bit like he hasn’t slept since before you were born. You can also see Kakashi-san along with three other jōnin who all apparently belong to the rookie teams based on their energy, plus one jōnin from Sunagakure and a pallid-looking man who is evidently from Otogakure. With them, standing to the side, is the Third Hokage himself.Behind these individuals is a large statue, of hands forming a simple hand seal.Anko-san steps out from the group and addresses you.“The twenty-four of you here are the only teams that completed the second stage,” she announces. “So congratulations. Unfortunately, twenty-four is still too many for the third stage to go smoothly. I’ll let Lord Third explain it to you.”Then she gestures to the Hokage. “Sir.”The Hokage steps forward, and coughs into his fist for a moment to clear his throat.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6401228You look over your shoulder to see that Kabuto has raised his hand. “I would prefer to withdraw.”“Whaddya mean, ‘withdraw’?” Naruto-kun demands loudly.“Well, to be honest I overused my medical ninjutsu in the forest,” he offers, “and I’m afraid I’m not much of an individual fighter myself. So it’d probably be better to sit it out.”After discussing it quietly with the proctors, the Hokage nods in confirmation. “Very well. Yakushi Kabuto-kun, you may withdraw from this stage of the examinations. Please leave, you will be escorted out of the training grounds.”“Excuse me, Lord Hokage,” you hear Hiroshi-kun’s voice behind you. “I’ve given it some thought… and if withdrawing is possible, I believe I should as well.”>tbc
And so here I think I'm going to start a new thread. Going on 700 posts feels a bit unwieldy for people trying to get caught up, and we're at a natural point to have a thread separation anyway.Currently working on the OP for the second thread now.
>>6401257New Thread
Your name is Terian Choke and you are an Urgi. You were stationed as a petty technical officer on the planet of Newroost by the Accord government, which is completely fine by you. You have very little interest in being a military engineer working on the front line against the machine collective or dealing with renegade Redwing regiments out in some cold space colony; instead having the job to secure territory and maintain bases in the blue zone of your species new homeworld. This is also, completely fine. What is not fine is that the bird you bet on to win on is losing all of his events.”Swim damn you! Swim you sorry excuse for a bird!”In the Consortium, every type of competitive event is open to sports betting. You may be halfway across the galaxy; but your credits are just as good here or there. Zaloon racing is supposed to be the best type of sport to bet; since the racers are too stupid to take bribes or get disqualified for cheating. They just take whatever performance enhancing drug cocktail their handlers make for them; which is all public information. Perhaps you should have studied biochemistry more if you wanted even more of an edge.”GO ORANGE!”He overtakes Blue, then Orange and Red come up close behind. They close their armor plates together and squeeze the water out of the interim space; the diving section of the race is next. You know your racer is going to reach the base of the river first with his own body's divebell technique. Unless...”No! NO!”He stops to take in breath, giving critical seconds for the other racers to make it to the dive site. He overshoots his oxygen he'll need, as two other racers rapidly dive to the finish at the base of the river.
>>6408793>Is there anything about the Quest (besides the slow update speed) that you'd like to see improved? What is the pain points of these threads you don't like?>Multiple threads (and years) ago I was asked to "zoom out" the perspective of the quest from colonizing individual planets or projects into larger space-civ scenarios; such as dealing with your neighbors in space and having more interstellar scale projects and scenarios. Do you think this was successfully done?Whilst I think the scope has successfully widened, I do miss some of the detail, especially when it comes to the worlds that we actually have colonised. I'd probably like more detail/exploration of the Galaxy. In the early days each planet was named and investigated; now whole systems are effectively afterthoughts. I realise that there's been an increase in scale, but it'd still be nice to have a little of that detail back - I don't think I could name any of our worlds that were built upon the former Hazaar systems.Perhaps Jinn T. Garastra can provide some of this when he goes exploring those unknown, unclaimed systems between ourselves and the Galactic rim?>I had the idea to let the players design an alien species or faction at some point in Monke Quest. This would be curated to prevent something totally immersion breaking from being added; but independant on what the players might create, do you think it would take away from the "lived in" or authorial voice of the universe if it wasn't made by yours truly, or would it be a fun gimmick or change of pace?I love the idea, but it might be better done in a semi-independent thread; so once the creation has been done it could then be introduced into this galaxy upon your own story terms (or not, if the result is just incompatible).
Archive Link- https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/2026/6374043/>>6408795>>6408898>>6409397Thanks for the feedback!
>>6378951>>6378952this rubbing habits reminds me of indians but atleast they are not throwing themself under grinding wheels like its the jaggeny or how its spelled festival or whats more commonly known as the juggernaut a rolling temple
>>6407865What if the next time you want to have two separate options that are secret from each other's voters you put all the options in spoilers, tell voters not to peek at the other option and have the voters just vote using "Option 1" and so on so players can't tell what the other sides votes are.
>>6411807oh like two diffrent voter blocks?
Pick race and location. I'll try to update daily at least.
>>6375717>>6375824"You want proof," you say. "I'll get you proof. But I need more than just directions."Tanner's good eye narrows."I need your best warriors to help with the ambush. And your spies. The ones who know when the watch changes, which guards are lazy, which paths are blind. I hit that shipment, I hit it right, or I don't hit it at all."He's quiet. You can see him weighing it, trust versus caution, hope versus survival."You're asking a lot," he says finally."I'm offering a lot."Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
Rolled 91, 94, 28 = 213 (3d100)>>6375935Inside:Pieces of armor. Not Phoenixian make, foreign, ornate, covered in script you don't recognize. Gold inlay. Intricate patterns. Too fine for common soldiers. Maybe ceremonial.A massive red gem. Big as your fist. Pulses with faint light from within. Warm to the touch. Not a ruby, something else. Something that feels old.A dozen clay tablets. Covered in dense, tiny script. Language you've never seen.A stack of books. Leather-bound. Some newer, some ancient. More unknown script.And a stone casket.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6375939Hmm... >Suggest you need more information before attacking a whole port city.Our men are strong but few. Best to use them with the utmost precision.
>>6375981Another factor here to consider is that we and our targets are both immortal. We lose nothing but momentum by waiting for information. If the situation turns out not to be to our advantage, we can just leave and hit another immortal.
>>6375939>> Agree. Burn New Dawn. Hit them hard, hit them fast.What if we smuggled our undead into the city? They could even walk underwater. They would start biting the citizens, and unleashed a ghoulpocalypse in city.
The past few months had been rough. Your severance package turned out to be worthless in the wake of post war inflation, and even in one of the supposed seats of Pact Joint Command you couldn't find a stable job. Trying find work outside the Pact was nearly impossible with how destroyed your reputation was with the Raihan Empire.One drink turned to three quickly, and soon you were telling anyone who would listen about the hardships. The undue, unjust, and entirely of no fault of your own, hardships.---Make a choice. You are currently a little buzzed, but a few more drinks shouldn't hurt.>Complain about having to moonlight in the pharmaceutical industry, and getting no thanks. A bump couldn't hurt.>Decry the squalid living conditions you've had to endure, despite your charitable work at the local clinics. Pound one.>Rail against Solei, who is an unimaginative prick. Take a shot.
Rolled 9 (1d20)oh yeha i forgot to roll
Rolled 20 (1d20)>>6410695>>6410551Oh yeah, forgot to roll
>>6412108Hello players. Out of game lore update. Been sick, working on getting on my feet, but what an occurrence; a nat 1 has been negated by a nat 20.---Sally considered the option between upgrading the ChadBots or Shipyard defenses. In the end, the larger robotics offered two things the ChadBot did not. They were bigger, which was decidedly better, and they would provide more defense during Galatan's ship construction, which meant less work for her. Sally finished eating her breakfast and was glad to be almost done with her time at HPS. The lights in the station flickered again, they were testing those damn knockoff pact hyperdrives again.---"The biggest problem with these mobile turrets are the shallow magazines for ammo." Jack looked at the schematics, cocking his head slightly sideways. "Uh-huh.""When they were still integrated turrets it wasn't such an issue, but now, they are only good for short engagements, not a protracted siege." Sally gestured to simulations of extended firing vs focused output of the mobile turret system."Ok, so what are you going to do about that?" Jack folded his hands and looked at her."Two part, inductive and touch feeding system from the surface of the station via nano wires, couple that with supplemental laser weapons. Between the fabricators being able to generate heavy torpedoes, admittedly at a slower rate, your station can offer a robust and multi spectral threat to any hostile. Well, there is one extra thing." She twirled her hair in thought."Go on." Sally grinned "The construction robots are combat capable, melee range. that should resolve attempts to board the station via the exterior."Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6412405Kryska was waiting for you near a flexible docking umbilical tunnel. She waved you on and the two of you walked into her ship, briefly experiencing a minor shift in artificial gravity. "Come on, we can chat in the mess."Despite everything, you genuinely smiled when you saw Kryska again. "Long time no see Glasner. Been working out?" She squeezed your bicep experimentally. The touch wasn't as awkward as you expended. "Ah. yes. A new development." you kept the most recent events to yourself. She leaned forward into your face, frowning. "Pretty light way of phrasing a near death experience, at least as Jack tells it to me." "Mmm, fine. Here." You shrugged and unzipped your sweater briefly, revealing fresh lines of scars over your chest. "Its been interesting. I've needed time to relearn my body, the kinematics, spatial reasoning, let alone the new hormonal sensations." She just poked you in the abs. "Haha, you aren't so skinny anymore. Come on, I brought ready-freeze dinners from Pact space. Steak and chips. Unless you are getting use to blorg takes on Raihan delicacies?"Your gut growled at the thought of real food and followed her deeper into her ship, it was probably a bad idea, but you've survived worse.. "You've won me over. The stomach. A way to a man's heart, etc. etc. etc." She shot over her shoulder "I Hear thats a little different too..." You sighed at that. This woman and Jack. gossips one and all. "Starwind and Miss Pulsar provided me with a most generously furnished upgrade to my original equipment..." Kryska paused and nodded. "Mm. Not so uncommon, you spend enough time outside the safety of a bulkhead and eventually you pick up a little extra equipment."She lifted up the hem of her shirt slightly. "Lost my original digestive track and abdominal wall years ago. Took a boarding gun shot to the stomach, nasty stuff really. Had to beat that pirate to death with his own shoe." you weren't sure she was joking. Kryska walked over to a small re-heat unit in the room's wall and shoved in two sealed bags. The micro oven read the RFID on the bags and set to work without further interaction. "Ok. So, lets hear it Haris. How do you feel?""Well...I don't get tired in the same ways I used to. Muscle fatigue, yes, but what I will assume is effectively unlimited cardiovascular endurance." She considered it for a moment "You can probably get into trouble with that.""I was in a degree of agony the morning after I discovered whole body muscle failure from exercise." truth be told you were still recovering from overdoing it.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6412442>Ships are only a convenient means to an end.. of Technology>Dreams
"There are more things in Heaven and Earth, Horatio, than are dreamt of in your philosophy"- HamletThe 20th century was a turbulent time for the human race. Wars, weapons, and atrocities beyond imagination occupied that hundred years, making an indelible mark upon the history of the human race. Discoveries and inventions, both good and wicked, propelled human society to new heights of technology, knowledge, and power. Yet as man's mastery over the Earth grew stronger, a sobering discovery was made. The human race would find that perhaps they were not so much in control of the natural world as they had hoped, and that the sciences and discoveries that could propel the species to new heights could also bring about its undoing.It began with an incident in London in 1925, when a live Brontosaurus was supposedly brought to the city, only to rampage and escape. The story was covered up, evidence suppressed, and most believed it to be nothing more than a tall tale. Then, in 1933, the world would be changed forever.Filmmaker Carl Denham and his crew returned from a voyage to a far-off island with "The Eight Wonder of the World", King Kong, a gigantic ape the size of a large dinosaur. The creature escaped captivity and rampaged throughout New York before being gunned down atop the Empire State Building. Kong would not be the last monster to terrorize the United States over the decades. The ferocious Rhedosaurus terrorized New York in 1953, and the United States would face threats ranging from giant insects to giant octopi.
>>6383263I don't think a 1 day tie was the reason for it, specially when he rolled on ties before
>>6382296+1
Where are you, OP ?
Bros...
>>6391369It's over.
You are Marnie, a 16 year old girl living in a digital ark known as City 87-O. All your life, you've wanted to leave, and just recently, you've come close. Along with your Digimon partner, Phascomon, you climbed the Tower at the center of the City and came close to exiting through the spinning vortex that serves as the only way out. Alas, your plan went awry, and the City's ultimate guardian thwarted your greatest dream. The shock and desperation pushed you to overexert your partner, triggering a Dark Digivolution that he only barely survived. With your partner wounded from the attempt, and your friendship frayed from the stress you put him through, you've only just began to set things right again. Now, with your strength greatly diminished, you're continuing your journey with fresh eyes. This time, you'll climb the Tower and escape this stifling playpen. This time, you won't lose sight of what matters. This time, for sure, you and your partner will finally be free.==Thread 1:https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/2025/6216903/Thread 2:https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/2025/6254189/Thread 3:Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6412715I'm banking on Assaultmon going for Marnie and Astamon. I don't think he thinks he needs to keep track on some random bug. That way we got Ultimate+Bug vs. Ultimate+Bug.>Can we get him some handholds before the ambush?Yeah why not. As long as Assaultmon doesn't find it fishy.Or we could make it even more simple and have Exermon use telepathy when Astamon is fighting and call it a day.
>>6412411Marnie didn’t pick up any stinky junk, nope. >>6412715Yes, there’s enough time to prepare something like that. Handholds to help him get on his stomach and scuttle like he’s doing an obstacle course. Will count and write in 12 hours!
>>6412715Now that you got all the pieces, I'll be waiting for your definitive answer to see if I follow up. It's looking good though.
>>6412411hmm in that case....>>6412394>Separate from Exermon, and set up a trap.We deploy handholds and restraint chains in an area while Seadramon fortifies an intersection with ice walls until the ping happens. Then we hole up inside the walls with Astamon taking potshots and leading Assaultmon to wherever Exermon has good ambush points.If Assaultmon punches through the walls into close quarters, we dump Seadramon in and just eat the damage to keep him from leaving. Maybe with some spare assets to cushion the walls.If Assaultmon relies on Ultimate firepower to shoot the walls from afar, that'll give Exermon time to sneak in and get to work.
Ok, I change from >>6412710To>>6412742But I add telepathy on AssaultmonSeadramon can't get out without getting burned so don't count with her.
It had been a long time coming, with all the danger and boredom that was to be endured by soldiers. Days and weeks in the wilderness, months of training and retraining, and unknown time just... lost.And then there was the mixed quality of leadership, the painful highs and lows of bonding with other soldiers... Of being tied and getting to know people who would reveal themselves to be unstable, or sick, or worrisome... And some of the good ones would just die.It wasn't exactly clear what the point of it all was. Was it all a mistake? Was it a joke? Cruelty? A scheme to make money?The mind and body was exhausted. "Red" was saying that the chance to come home was available. It was time for leave, R&R. Maybe weeks in rehabiliation... Physical and mental. Maybe even a padded room and a cocktail of medicines.
>>6380090Jack looks to crucifix with confusion for a second before acceptance takes over his face. "Fair thing to do with what can happen in the work. Make there be a lord that will watch our backs. If not we will just have to do it ourself."
Someone said that we didn't want to lose track of Godmother or Jack, so here you go.https://discord.gg/kDWbTwGY )The extraction makes most of the group nauseous, but after several hours, along with proper showering, drinking, and eating... It ultimately doesn't matter.The group is contained inside a safehouse inside a cabin, inside some woods, inside a timeline that isn't documented very well or labeled. It could be a fragment, a post apoc, or a regular world.
>>6381599(Done.)Godmother welcomes the presence of modern amenities again, which help put some distance from the frontline combat he's seen. He now has a defensibl location again, which helps with stress management. Mostly he's spent time taking inventory and attempting to monopolize any and all explosives to rig manual perimeter traps. Nothing that would accidentally blow anyone up, so he says, just "insurance".
>>6381599Whelp new area I guess means taking stock of things. Maybe send a scout to map the area and hope for some supplies to work with. "Now that I think about it more. The base said something about vampires. Should be see if red can bless some water and does anyone know their weaknesses?"
>>6382371Red and moreso Asvos have filled Jack in on vampires, and done proper introductions..
This quest is intended to start out as a setting generation game that will gradually turn into a mythic narrative with your influence affecting more specific events as the world becomes more definedThe starting assumptions (open to be altered) are: A single earth-comparable planet orbiting a yellow star, supporting water-based life forms with an emerging hominid intelligence.to begin, pick one or two of the following categories, and add a description of a development or feature in their/its natureCosmic: The overarching nature of the universe or the planetary alignmentSolar: Involving the sun, the cycle of orbit, the source of light and heat and energyMeteoric: The composition of the atmosphere and celestial phenomenonEnvironmental: The terrain, the composition of the ground or the climateOrganic: Any kind of living presence, distinct lifeforms or biological developments Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6374012>Meteoric Organic: A colossal asteroid careens into the planet and from the rubble sprout networks of thick, colorful vines.
>>6374012>Solar Majestic: The "Sun" above this world, is no sun in truth, but a ball of blazing divine ichor orbited by the planet and smaller moons, bathing them in the essence and "love" of the being who bled to create this strange sanguine system, imparting them with life and divine spark
>>6374012>>6374015>Sapient Organic:The vines sprout buds of vegetation and meteoric rock, splitting, growing, shifting into a kaleidoscope of living species embedded with stone. Some lose their ability to harness the sun's love directly, eschewing green flesh for crimson as they devour their fellow organisms. From this primeval chaos rises a sapient species, able at once to consume others for sustenance and channel the divine might of the sun into mystical rites and miracles
Once upon a time in Kirigakure there was a young gennin Kunoichi ready to do ninja stuff.This Kirigakure was not the same village it used to be 150 years ago. The bloody days were left behind and children needed to get into adulthood before they could start serving their village as alien magic ninja soldiers. The seventh Mizukage, Mai Terumi, is set in making the village a great place where everyone can be happy.( Welcome to "Filler Chronicles" a joke and low quality drawquest set in what I remember of The Village Hidden by the Mist (Kirigakure) from Naruto. It will have very few text because this is an excuse to make many fast drawings about cute ninja girls).
She never got to have her clan...
>>6375394Welp, it was good while it lasted
>>6375394:(
>>6375394Welp, was fun while it lasted. Sad to see it end so soon.
>>6375395>>6375490>>6375702>>6375774Sorry, I'm not made for heavy lifting. I'm just a cheerleader.
Today has proven to be what the children like to call "a mixed bag".On the one hand, your most recent achievement has secured your legacy as the Great Artificer Rinaldo mac Tamera for centuries to come. Your life's work on the transfer of immortal souls between mortal vessels finally came to fruition in human trials. For the first time in history, the successful transference of consciousness from one body to another occurred through a fully understood mechanistic process that can be repeated without the use of divine magics. Thanks to you, resurrection and immortality no longer belong to the realm of miracles, but instead lay within the bounds of mankind's science!On the other hand the reason for the rather impromptu field test of this technology means that you probably cannot return to your home Realm any time soon. See, for various reasons the Jade Star Emperor decided to execute you - the Great Artificer Rinaldo mac Tamera - on a set of trumped up nonsensical charges. He could have just charged you for sleeping with one of his thousand wives, but unfortunately cuckoldry is not an offense punishable by death... and it would have been far too great a shame for him to admit. The exact charge was High Treason and Conspiracy Against All Life, the latter of which had not been dusted off since the Void Cults got killed off a thousand years ago. So for the crime of comforting a lonely woman, off came your head. Though not until they destroyed your atelier, and your sub atelier, and the ateliers that you had set up on various orbitals across the system, and the ateliers you built a few star-jaunts over on the Astral Plane. They burnt most of your books and journals, too, countless references and decades of accumulated knowledge gone up in smoke.Then they killed you.Then you woke up in the one atelier they missed. The one atelier you kept in such a grand backwater that you're quite certain that the locals never even heard of a Jade Star Emperor nor understood that all humanity across all material planes belonged to the Jade Star Empire. You forgot you even kept spare bodies in this place until the connection pulled your soul from your corpse and into the body you currently occupy. Looking at your current self in the mirror, you suddenly remember why this facility had a back up body to begin with.Golden hair, golden eyes, long slender ears and limbs with wiry muscles beneath a pillowly layer of squishiness. A fair sized bosom that you never had in life, and certain things in particular that are missing and replaced with other things that are best left unspoken.Looking out the window, you see a beach and signs of a tropical climate. You built this atelier to have a workshop attached to your off-the-books vacation home. Of course it would have the ability to grow homunculus bodies for your use. You didn't expect to be living in the Mark One Elven Beauty that you designed on a whim, but it's miles better than being dead.
>>6376347>Of course, you helped them clean themselves. That's one of the reasons you know that their bodies hold no charm for you.
>>6376347>Of course, you helped them clean themselves. That's one of the reasons you know that their bodies hold no charm for you.Sex with Serie!Vigorous, babymaking sex with Serie!!
>>6376347>Of course, when Francesca offered to wash your back, you let her and returned the favor. Though, is it normal for... nevermind.
Welp
>>6376347>Of course, when Francesca offered to wash your back, you let her and returned the favor. Though, is it normal for... nevermind.It seems the Jade Star Emperor caught the QM...
Welcome to the Kingdom of Pangria, the only home you've ever known. Ruled by our mighty King Elion we have long since snuffed out the mysterious dark forces that once plagued our lands. It's been sometime since a monster sighting has occurred, but the darkness that once was has not been forgotten. The Queen passed shortly after the great battle and for years now King Elios has remained a recluse.-?- If you want to roll a character----choose an animal-------choose a class====== I will decide the rest======-?-If I like your character-- You will receive art and the character will have a role to play in Pangria.-?-If you don't receive art-----there may already be an animal of that species in use in the story already. ---I will decide the protagonist, once a protagonist is chosen we can continue.
>>6371248>>6371249>>6371250As the tired lawman places down the last ballot handed to him, a gentle breeze enters the room... mixing his neatly organized stacks together into a messy pile half falling off the table side. His body barely moves after a brief pause, then slowly he begins shuffling all the piles together and starting over with his counting giving a side eye to the room acknowledging the mistake quietly as he counts again.
>>6371239I'll vote for Fenren because rats are peak
>Bellfuh character themehttps://youtu.be/CMyvIDLAub8?si=7lEjgt74jQHUb_Sz>>6371255If not for the racoon, I'll vote for Master Pello. He sounds interesting.
>>6371244>>6371255I vote for Saki or Lacsar.
In for Fenren and the mouse-keteers
Nine years ago King Aiden Perenolde betrayed the Alliance and sided with the Horde of Orgrim Doomhammer. Nine years ago Prince Alric Perenolde, the second heir of Alterac was sent into exile for his own protection. This exile turned permanent and Captain Normand Garside, your guardian for the past nine years made sure that you were safe and learned the useful skills that would help you in the future.Now you are ready to carry the responsibility and unite the scattered Alteraci people and reclaim the lands that were once the Kingdom of Alterac.Malevus had marched into the Stormwind Keep wearing her red Silverthread dress and made everyone marvel at her. She had united those who were willing to help you and with Jaina by her side she had retrieved your sword and faced Arthas in a duel. Malevus won and he had lost. With you freed you had faced Varian in a verbal duel and in the coming days secured a strong position to yourself and the Alterac while ensuring his fall.With the Edict of King Terenas being lifted in one year, Alterac would grow stronger with each passing month. But what came next could change everything, the orcs were on the move with Thrall pushing for rescuing the orcs in the Internment Camps. At the same time Pai and Eligius were out there somewhere trying to rescue your little sister from the Syndicate.The dice were being cast and in the middle of all that stood you. You thought you were going to be ready, but would hope carry you far enough or was it one step on the road to disappointment?Welcome to Alterac Resurgent Quest!…Twitter: https://twitter.com/MedivhQMComment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6412488Lol, we'll leave it at that then. The only other major interaction I can think of would be talking to Raleigh about Radan becoming a Paladin before time goes too much further forward. We did tell Malevus we would handle it.I'd suppose we won't be negotiating, or making war, with the trolls until spring. So we could probably hold off on weapons and armors until then? Or maybe start training a unit of rockets now>>64127363 for more plateIf Melon gives us his masterpiece rate thats gonna be 10~ wealth, maybe we can get discounts lol. 12 for the alchemist hutI figure if we get a ship they'll figure things out 10 for the river trade cog, 15 for an arrow cog, but thats not as bad as the -5 and -7 supply cost per season they bring. Shits expensive
>>6412738Great point about the supply bottleneck, this means much for farming development and windmills, windmills everywhere.Restoring the half-plate shouldn't require the service of a master blacksmith or the cost of the mastercrafted and enchanted armourset, but that is a point if we want our paladin queen to go out in style to the battlefield with us.
>>6412745I think it would make a very meaningful gift to Quel'thalas, which we might need to help win over Malevus's mother or to bury this whole troll and elf PR stunt Alric has in mind lolHeres what I was thinking just going off the 43 wealth we have now, before taxes come inTwo windmills and a noble manor for 18 wealth, thats 6 Supply income and with that -1 we come out to 5 Supply income10 wealth for the trade cog, and that'll bring supply income back down to 0. Hopefully however more efficient this makes the trade will more than cover it before long.15 wealth left8 for a manor 4 for herb hut in Sofera's Naze, thats +3 Supply income3 wealth left.Sell 1 supply for 1 wealth if the market rate is still good and we can start training a unit of rocket troops. Or sell 2 for 2 and buy a leathworker for Strahnbrad hills that brings in +1W and +1S. It wouldn't hurt to keep some in our pocket for an expense like Wiklish needing more funds for that next econ upgrade.
>>6412406THE TOWN HALL IS DONE ! No more towers of papers. The end of an age yes !>The troll Ranvis could be a good training opponent. Cromwell needs to go and ask him personally though.>Write-in >Have the lessons and experience of the Gnoll Campaign be written down in new tactics for our army to learn from and be prepared even in future generations. I also want my soldiers to not forget about them.>Write-in >Captain Cromwell what you think of a symbol on the battlefield for the soldiers to see ? A grand banner, or a metal insignia of an Alteraci falcon brought around with a staff.Let Cromwell keep going with its initiatives too. But this one should help a lot. Its also right here for us to use.For aquire an orc.... maybe we could use a favor with Blackmoore if we don't want to pay. Or is the price affordable ? Astu would still do good for both our soldiers and us. Even if he needs to be at the camps. It might be another orc though. Alric could also spar with two we have yet to spar with, but that will need them free of their tasks for a little while. Talking about a certain knight having fun away and a certain dwarf champion. But there is going to be a knight we know from Durnholde here soon, and he really wants to gain honor and a place at Alric service. So we can spar with him maybe lol.Warmachines, equipment etc... we need more money for that. All of it is incredibly useful really. But it costs. Perhaps making sure what was learned in our anti-gnoll campaign sticks in our army ? Could be of help. I also have another idea though admittely, this one might help us only a little.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
I will feel a little bad when the priest gets here and theres no abbey for him lol, but thats 15 wealth. I guess we could hold off on the cog or hope taxes brought in a bunch of dosh
