Déja vu, that fleeting sensation when one's perceptions of the immediate, present scene, find themselves eerily overlapping with record already committed to memory. Some would regard it as a glitch of the mind, others as an ephemeral brush of something more; few would go as far as to liken it to a glitch of the universe itself.For yourself, Henri Ford, xenoarchaeologist by calling, freelancer by circumstance, the sensation or perhaps something similar surfaced at various times, both during your stays in civilized systems as well as when delving into ancient precursor structures, your mind primed to recognize familiar patterns as well as to discover new ones. It was not that often that these two broad categories would overlap.Right now was one of those times, as you clung to outside of the skycar as Kris was gently guiding it down the streets of the Citadel, structures still showing battle damage yet dark and eerily deserted. Before the Reapers came, you did not expect to see the Citadel, seat of galactic civilization, in this state - although you were far from dismissing such a notion in some distant future. Then the Reapers did come, and then you did not expect to see the Citadel again at all, instead throwing yourself into the fray of the desperate fight for survival against the ancient machines - or perhaps synthetic amalgams, as it turned out.Be that as it may, the Reapers have been unmade, but Citadel's troubles have not. And after going through a wild sequence of disparate adventures, you found yourself and your crew recruited to solve yet another puzzle, this time on ground that just months ago was a bustling metropolis suspended in the haze of the Serpent Nebula.Between the tumultuous recent history, swinging wildly between despair, hope, elation and revelation of a new possible crisis and new looming threats, some brand new, others resurfacing with the common enemy gone, between more personal guilt and elation at learning that your family - your mother and father - both survived the galactic crisis, you decide to take matters one step at a time, starting with the one that is right next to you, across the canopy of the car.
Reports from various tools that Joan may have attempted to use earlier scroll by, distracting you from the momentary quiet on the comms."I've got the connection, thank you, Eve." Lea says."You're welcome." Eve acknowledges. "Kris... are you upset?" Her voice adds after a brief pause, a notification on your omnitool showing the gynoid had asked you privately."It's fine." You mutter, juggling your attention among your task, Eve's pointedly concerned query and the mysterious swordswoman standing to the side. "I'd just prefer to feel in control of my omnitool."There's another pause. "This is not a matter of trust, is it?" Eve asks."Partially, I suppose." you say. "Even if I do trust you, how certain you can be that you, or your tools cannot be compromised?"In your peripheral vision you see Yoake incline her head ever so slightly, convincing you that she is paying attention at least to your side of the conversation.You scroll through some more of the reports that show predictably little of use.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
"I think I've got something."Unsurprisingly it is not you who are the first to find a way in. This time, it's Lea."See this cluster? It has weirdly off-shape maintenance protocols. It may have had a botched update at some point, or been tampered with.""Got it. I'm in." Eve confirms.Almost before Eve finished speaking the terminal lit up as various systems opened up, making wealth of data available for your perusal. There would no doubt be some additional layers of encryption around particularly interesting systems, but now you had a lot more to work with.So much more, in fact, that you would have to pick a priority to focus on first.>Focus on the research data on the keeper terminal >Focus on the facilities' final moments>Focus on Cerberus Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6446393>>Focus on the facilities' final moments>bonusSeems like some sort of poorly prepared replacement or backup.
>>6446393>Focus on the facilities' final moments>BonusThis one's tough, I'm struggling to come up with answers that make any sense. Best I've come up with so far is "caretaker" and "overseer".
>>6446592Actually yeah "backup" makes sense.
drop ur d&d chars, ill try to write a little something between them and my character!
BTW mythical steve is chaotic good
>>6417350Hey
>>6417350Warforged Bard named JINGLE 4. Don't ask what happened with their predecessors.
>>6417531when the towns people spoke in whispers of an automata, scion didnt know what to expect. really, he expected anything but this hulking thing, rust staining its hands, something that made noise with every step. upon approaching the great warforged, scion could only stare up at it with a hesitant peek. when it preformed, the elf flinched, and the townsfolk gasped. its workings were like a tamborine stretched too tight, a marvel of engineering.
>>6417519Marcie(evil): Hey, you, peeping elf! Help me with these stubborn fags! I can only kill two persons a day without the police barging in!Marcie drags the elf to the stand.https://files.catbox.moe/gqypoa.png
The Idea: This is a sandbox-style interactive writing game designed to test your character creation, dialogue flow, and scene formatting. My main character, Hector, is currently moving toward a fixed goal: finding the source of a dead body's stench in a Nevada salvage yard. Along his path, he encounters your characters. Your character lives, acts, and speaks entirely inside this sandbox.-Communication Style: To speak out-of-character (OOC) to critique writing style, suggest plot shifts, or give feedback, wrap your text in parentheses: (Like this).-Fractal Writing Mechanics: Every sentence is its own micro-story; every full narrative is just a fractal expansion of a single line. Contributions of any size—from a single gerund phrase, to a punchy sentence to a short story—are welcome.-The Hook: Surviving the 404Every thread has an expiration date. In this sandbox, the 404 error is an active, inevitable apocalyptic event. Your character only survives if they can stick with the group and transition to the next thread before this one gets pruned.I have already mapped out the destination for the next thread. Once our core group of writers settles in, the next destination and survival objective will be chosen by the posters using a 'get' competition. "Surviving the 404" can mean anything you want: jumping through a localized spacetime portal, scrambling to outrun an incoming nuclear strike, or locking down ina survivalist bunker. Your sole objective is to survive alongside the rest of the cast.Who can you play? Anyone. You can write an original creation, a historical figure, or an introspective character consumed by absolute existential ennui.The Golden Rule: You can harm or hinder other characters, but you cannot kill or maim another writer's character. Everyone controls their own physical agency.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6416881>>6416871>>6416867>>6416859[SCENE CONTINUES]Hector, walking for about 30 minutes over worn gravel. The desert's sudden rain shower, pelted his fair skin. Cooled off from the heat, and feeling better after the sip of water, Hector looked around.Behind him, he looked with both his eyes and ears. Nothing was seen nor heard. No sign of that girl or what ever was on the ridge.To his right he thought he heard some rustling noise near some old cars. Past a purple the flower patch near the dead body was a Dodge car. The area around the body smelled like death was near or here. "Look Too", Hector remembered the voice. See, hear, and smell too. Probably a rat or a cat, Hector though. It's Vegas so maybe its the rat pack, the cool cats. Dean Martin and Sinatra, and the other guy. Hector's mind flashed back to concealment training. He remembered what his instructor said to him: "Remember: Look too'. ".Hector, looking up ahead, sees a bunch of rocks assembled in the form of sticks shooting from the ground. Might be the lingering effects of the recent dizzy spells and feeling like waking up at the exact time and place you where a movement ago but everything was different. Those shapes of sticks up maybe 3 miles a ahead had strange colors.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
[THE SANDBOX GET]Welcome to the roll section. We are using standard two-die (2d6) mechanics here. To break down the math for you: hitting a standard challenge roll gives you an 80% chance of basic outcomes, while hitting a DUBS roll sits at a crisp 20% chance. To put that in perspective for everyday life, you have an 80% chance that your car's turn signal is telling the absolute truth, and a 20% chance that the driver ahead of you has been cruising with his left blinker flashing since 2019. We use these grammar tools in natural conversation every day, but executing them on purpose to create a deliberate narrative effect is how we sharpen our writing skills. Roll your dice and follow your GETS assignment below:ROLLS: 2: - [SNAKE EYES] Jackpot! Pure character freedom. Write anything you want, OR drop a sudden flashback memory to reveal something about your character's past. 3: - Gerund phrases. As the author, use a gerund phrase (an "-ing" phrase acting as a noun, e.g., "Running late wasn't an option"). 4: - Verb phrases. As the author, use a verb phrase (e.g., "had been waiting"). 5: - Noun phrases. As the author, use a noun phrase (e.g., "The old wooden desk"). Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
Just a thought. We need a Ted Kasinsky ty[e character. I might conjure one up if no one is interested in either being the uncle Ted or being a guy like Uncle Ted.Pic is who uncle Ted is.
Respectfully, I think you need to spend more time playing in some other quests to get a feel for what people are expecting. This all feels really unintuitive and disjointed.
>>6416839(Thanks for running.)>>6432235(You need to use parentheses or the QM won't see.)
Humankind has finally begun its eminence over the world.The nations are thriving, populations are booming, and the peoples of the surface have finally been granted the freedom and comfort to pursue finer pursuits like music, art, and crafting of frivolous things like toys and trinkets. At day, the Lights Above protect the world as they always have, and, even at night, their illumination is now harnessed to protect the settlements of man from the abyssal hordes. This peace, however, has been thrown into doubt.Something is brewing beneath earth, out of the sight of the Lights Above. Cultists worshipping the Core and its false gods have been exploding in population, more and more Magecorps being corrupted to their cause. Monster activity has heightened, and the rate of their mutation has increased. Nobody quite knows how to explain all of these coinciding phenomena, but almost everyone can agree on this— whatever's happening, it cannot be good.You, for better or for worse, are on the frontlines of this developing battlefield. Your party, the Dawnseekers is a relatively new Corps from a relatively new guild. Serving under the Dawnstone, your merry band of Spelldivers, for their own personal reasons, have opted to risk their lives to combat the Core's darkness. You, regardless of motive, are humanity's first line of defense.Link to relevant information including mechanics, equipment, and spell sigils: https://rentry.org/spelldivers
>>6449014>>6449016>>6449024Can confirm.
Rolled 10 + 1 (1d14 + 1)>>6448776STATS: [7/7 HP, 4(+0) MOV, 7(-5) DC] 10 Firestacks, Condemned, 1 Swarm Stacks"May need a touch more to finish this one off, good richochet however.">Cast AA using movement on Myself-Ophelia-10. E-STEP 1B, Martyr Auto Target. Scavenge Temper 1D14 for Dealer, 15 for ScavengeLoadout Details here >>6436218
Rolled 3 (1d15)>>6449098Loot roll
Rolled 1 + 2 (1d9 + 2)>>6449098Attack roll, AA PWR 1
Rolled 2, 1, 1, 1, 2, 1 + 6 = 14 (6d2 + 6)>Aliciel>Grimoire <Drakeskin>>Elementalist [Ice]>Hoarfrost VeilHP: 5/5, DC: 6/6, MOV: 4/4Spell 1: White Obelisk 「Mirror」 [RS: 7, PWR: 13, Melee, ACC: 2d5] [Element: Ice/Earth/Cthonic/Crystal]>EffectBarrier, Stalagmite Armor, Gemglaive>FormWreathe>ModifierElegy to the Old Ones, Sinsigil <Pride>Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
Welcome to QUEST ART GENERAL, a quest for showcasing the art of your quest and its characters! Players of all skill levels are welcome!Quest mechanics:1. Don't be a spamshit. Multiple posts are fine but keep it below Souv level.2: You are free to draw/post work of others' characters, but no begging.3. Keep it SFW. This is a blue board. If you feel the need for otherwise, link it in the thread so it doesn't get nuked.4. No dramafagging/vendettafagging, or blatant shitting on others' art. Again, this is a quest to draw and vibe about art, /qst/ OCs, and their respective lore.5. If someone does give you fanart of your quest/character, be sure to thank that anon for their hard work as soon as you can, it's just common courtesy :)Drawing Resources:https://pastebin.com/DbyjxmfdLOOMIS:> https://alexhays.com/loomis/Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6446251You should run it.
>>6446428I came
A Greenhorn request drawing based off Wario World promo art.
>>6446633Has such poor vision but never drawn with glasses huh.
Getting better at doing action sequences
Your name is Ryan Drozdowski. (A stupid name for a girl, you think, but you can’t control your parent’s decisions.) You’re 15 years old. It’s August, 2009. Next week, you start your sophomore year of high school. There’s nothing to look forward to. You’re not popular, and you don’t have any friends.Today, you’re home alone like usual. Your parents aren’t cruel but they’re neglectful; working-class, too busy to make time for you.Looking for ways to occupy yourself, you dig through unopened boxes from the old house. (It got foreclosed last year. You don’t understand why the bank took it away, but you miss that place and you hate this fuck ass new apartment.) You hope to find something interesting tucked away in all the junk, the folded up clothes, the tacky holiday decor.Against all odds, you do.Your fingers brush against the cold metal of a silver flip phone you don’t recognize. It must have belonged to your older sister. (You don’t remember her having one, but you don’t remember her well at all. She died when you were 7, or ran away, or something like that. Your parents don’t talk about her.) The moment you pick it up properly, it rings loud enough to make you jerk back and wince. An electronic jingle fills the otherwise silent air of your living room. Too sudden. After taking a breath, you flip it open with your thumb to pick up the call.It goes quiet again. It’s dead.… Strange.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6419942Sorry to hear that QM
>>6419942are you korean OP?
>>6420726>North korean>kim jong un stabs art hand as punishment
Well, now I'm worried...
>>6419942Is your hand feeling better, now?
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.
>>6423751Cumber doesn't listen to a brief about what his opponents can do. And Lavender's punches didn't hurt, not until he spat a cloud of poison in his eyes and he was blinded. His arrogance was his downfall, underestimating the Ninth's hounds. Something Roh will be VERY smug about, learning how Cumber tore through the Sixth's Saiyans.>>6423757He wants to ENJOY a fight, he doesn't just want to just crush weaklings. He seeks true battle, to get the blood flowing.>>6423762Oof.>>6423767He's a complicated case. Arrogant, but rightfully so because he's strong. But too simple, and isn't built for tricky, sneaky opponents. He was forged into a deadly warrior by the Saiyan War on Sadala. Saiyan against Saiyan. He does view races who don't even match his baseline, untransformed power as inferior.>>6423790Precisely. That's why Karn prevailed, and Cumber fell. Karn fought to win, Cumber lost because he just loves fighting.
>>6423939>Roh will be VERY smug about, learning how Cumber tore through the Sixth's Saiyans.>being smug about people losing against the HARDEST TYPE ADVANTAGE possibleWhat a tool.
>>6423436>“WHAAAAAAT?!” Beerus, Champa, Kusu, Zamasu, and even Moro exclaim, shocked.Very interesting epilogue. I can’t get used to seeing Moro as God of Destruction. An official deity. >“The complete liberation of all mortals from under the boots of the divine. And the complete eradication of the gods, all the way up to GrandZen-Oh himself.”Isn’t that what Moro secretly wants too? Though he sworn loyalty to Universe 10, so I guess he must play his role of the deity now. Right? He is what he hates.>>6423672>By the time of Karn vs Granolah? All of them that participated in the ToP, challenging their fighters.That’s crazy. Though that’s probably dream come true scenario for Cumber. Right? He is all about fighting for the sake of fighting and those strong opponents are what he wants. This also implies that Doctor Doom was or will be attacked. I’m really curious how that fight went. >All of them that participated in the ToP, challenging their fighters.Does this mean that there is a chance that Chilli or Caulifa also had/has/will have a visit from Cumber?>24 hours to go! I hope you're ready!Yes. Very much.>>6423736Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6423971He was the first eliminated. He'll take the win to hold over the others whose fighters got bested by him.>>6424053Yeah. He's the real deal. But no, he doesn't want to liberate mortal kind, he wants to REPLACE the gods as ruler of everything.He's having fun.>spoilerPerhaps we'll see?Potentially.Good, because the next episode is SOONNot everyone's good for every fight. But the Trio de Danger are used to using that jump-juitsu and poisoning unsuspecting foes. Wearing them down with wolfpack tactics until their prey falls. And Cumber is exactly the kind of prey they prefer.
New episode begins now:>>6424117
You are a cursed sword.Your fondest dream is to one day lend your corruptive power to a noble and beautiful lady knight and then savor her slow descent into depravity, madness, and villainy. Unfortunately, you are currently stuck in your pedestal, incapable of movement. It is a comfortable pedestal, and the Dungeon Core has told you that you're in a secret treasure vault, a room that adventurers covet and seek out for reasons no monster truly understands. Someone will eventually find you, and when they do they will certainly pick you up, for you've been presented as a Venerable Holy Sword to all adventurers.Still, eventually is eventually, and you might get picked up by a man instead of the beautiful lady knight of your dreams. You need to...>Convince one of the nearby monsters to come pick you up.>Focus your energies and attempt to float away.>Make enough noise that the secret treasure vault is not so secret anymore.>Be patient. Good things come to those who wait.
>>6448485>Besides, I never really thought more than one or two posts ahead.It was kinda obvious, to be honest. The encounters felt... disconnected? As if you just threw one after another at us without a proper plan. Maybe it's my fellow QM mind detecting something wrong lol.It was fun while it lasted. I think you ended it at a good point for a no-plan quest, with some level-ups in, but the lack of greater plotline, thought-out world or proper randomisation mechanics for story building not setting in. Thanks for running.Will you run any more quests in the future? I'd like to know what to keep an eye out for if you decide to give another idea a go.
>>6448495>Will you run any more quests in the future?I'm afraid not. I need to focus on other things. Besides part of the fun of rezzing this dead quest was me being able to write cringey stupid pervy shit without "tainting" my main brand so even if I did run a new quest I'd be hesitant say it was me. It sounds silly typing that out because this is 4chan; my name is dipped in shit just by being here and yet I can't help but feel a little self conscious.
>>6448484You are a man of refined taste and culture. We appreciate your efforts.
>>6448485I laughedThanks for running
>>6448485Thanks for the (almost exactly) two months of running/taking over this! I definitely had some good fun cursing Chadly, laughing about the gooners, reading the sword and gun dialogues and trying to guess your fetish. If you ever decided to run another lighthearted, loosely connected fetish quest, I'd be happy to vote in it. Also best of luck to you developing the skills to draw your perfect woman! While I'm not into muscle chicks, I sure liked the art you threw at us, so thanks for that too.
Countless particulates drift through the air, stick to your membrane, wet your body.It's noisy. A stream roars as it cuts through the ground below you, drowning out the chatter of the pursuers, subsuming the clank of their boots. But you still hear them. You still know not to stop.The gratings they run on screech under their pressure. You know, instinctively, that there are six feet following you--three of them. Metal scrapes against metal as a door forces its way open and you catch sight of them. They're warm.
>>6416051>The cat
>>6416051>Yourself
>>6416060>>6416062>>6416071>>6416389Going to lock this in. Will be a while until the post.
>>6416593Thanks for running.
A lot of people were really excited for the new millennium. Some were panicking about Y2K and others said that too much money was being spent to fix the issue for it to happen. Besides, fridges and planes didn't have advanced clocks in them.But MREs can always be eaten later, and farmers, if they have the money, can save up produce, stockpile some firearms and ammunition, and buy a few months of gasoline ahead of time. You were more prepared than that, and so were plenty of "survivalists" and "preppers". But none of you expected what actually happened, and now you're in the early spring woods of Wyoming, during the late 2000s, trying to cobble the world you knew back together. Choose your faction / strongest allyNORADBased in a heavily fortified, underground complex in Colorado Springs, NORAD serves as the last organized remnant of the splintered United States military and government. They represent humanity's greatest hope for reclaiming North America by spearheading the "Great American Bug Hunt" and utilizing their vast resources to supply and coordinate independent militias. To combat the alien threat, NORAD's scientists also develop radical, top-secret initiatives like living "Organitechnology" weapons, a trained psychic combat corps, and genetically modified human-Bug super-soldiers known as Splicers.The League of Free CitiesLocated primarily in the Pacific Northwest, the League of Free Cities is a loose federation of nine large, fortified bunker towns and numerous smaller survivalist settlements. These thriving communities share rudimentary trade routes, a cellular communication network, and a mutual defense pact that allows them to quickly unite and crush any attacking Bug swarms or Warlord gangs. Exceptionally well-stocked for the post-Meltdown world, the League boasts active mercantile exchanges, large caches of pre-collapse weaponry, and even a rudimentary air force of gliders and gyrocopters.The Wyoming Free IrregularsComment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>64186883. Having enough for a long while just means that there is still a day we will be plum out of luck. Also the bugs are a threat as long as either they ain't dead or people are still using electricity on a grid. The WFI isn't safe from bugs unless we can exert our will on the dumber citizens on using electricity!
Rolled 21, 14 + 25 = 60 (2d100 + 25)>>6418746
It's a bit hard to update when there isn't a lot of interest and it was harder when the outcome was so bad. I had to spend a few days trying to think of if everyone just died or what happened, but then I thought of an answer. [B]Then I got IP blocked for posting too much??[/b][b][red]-4, No AND[/red]/b]It was a very difficult process trying to convince people that maybe we shouldn't be connecting ourselves to the main grid. The whole grid went down and as far as we knew, a lot of the world went down with it. That didn't make any sense... There was power plants and facilities that hadn't been updated in the 1980s, so they didn't have computers. Not to mention, at least one or two survivalist's mentioned.. Unix and somehow about how Y2K was a problem with uh... That software...The explanation that people understood was that software was like if you had a diesel engine or a gasoline engine, or if you were a woman or a man. Software decided what the computer could do and how it worked, and how you worked with it.There was some weird mathematically problem with Unix software, where it counted up to a certain point and past that, it would glitch and max out at the highest or lowest possible number. Some of you said the magnetic poles moved, some blamed the illuminati, some blamed aliens, some "the bugs", some lizard people, and even some blamed zombies. Quite a few others just thought it was some technical issue, terrorism, or some rogue state. Maybe it was the CIA? ---Regardless, using the radio to listen was likely fine, but being connected to the rest of the power grid and the internet would expose us to whatever took everything out earlier. If we did setup a grid, it should be local and be monitored. Besides, gasoline should be for trucking the sick or going to fetch antibiotics. Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6423189I don't know how quests are supposed to work. Maybe we need saiyans? Does having saiyans make quests popular?
Rolled 26, 18 = 44 (2d100)>>6428272I don't understand the quest rules. Are we supposed to roll?
It has been a year since you, Courier Six, drove Caesar’s mighty Legions back across the Colorado River and sent the Bear black west with its tail between its legs. You harnessed House’s robotic army to secure the Mojave. Since then, you’ve brought peace and prosperity to the newly minted “New Vegas Directorate” with the help of a growing bureaucracy headed by your closest companions.The road has not been easy and you have recently “cleansed” Zion from the Boomer Blight, an engineered plague that had the potential to end the wasteland. With the immediate disasters handled, you now look forward. You have begun the rehabilitation of Big Mountain and welcomed waves of Enclave immigrants to New Vegas. Now, you are celebrating independence day with the rest of the Mojave. With so much already behind you and an even longer road ahead, what awaits Courier Six, now The Director?
>>6440648Ave to the Courier! this is pretty good I also saw your stuff in the other quests
>>6440648I have no words anon, this is one of the coolest pieces of fallout art I've seen and the fact that it was made for some silly quest I'm running means so much. It's just such a kickass banner and I know exactly how to implement them. Thanks again anon, you made my weekend with this lmao. Seeing this makes me too excited not to start the next thread earlier so be on the lookout for that
>>6440651Thanks for the appreciation! Np.>>6440668Thanks ! I hope you likes those too then :)>>6440761Ah i am glad you appreciate it this much. Thanks ! I think your quest is pretty great. In fact you will be surprised but at first i wasnt even sure where i was going with this image back then lol. I had in mind a sun, other wasteland creatures etc.... But after writing here for several threads, looking at what you and other anons said, and then the quest return i commited to a coyote with some cybernetics.Then i added the words and after that the colors. Then everything else because why not. And I think it somewhat fits the differences of the NVD : what it is, what it wants to be. So enjoy it, maybe it will inspire you for next thread.If we are lucky other anons with skill or even just an hobby in drawing might try to make something else for the NVD. I am not sure if i will make more. Maybe. Need to think about it.Thank you again for the high praises, Survivalist. I wasn't sure how you would have react to it. I am a bit reliefed.
>>6440648Awesome work anon. This is great.
>>6440821New thread, picking up exactly where we left off.
The Caretaker Quest - Part 10This is the 10th and final part of the "side quest" for "Disappearing Hogwarts".An unofficial alternate timeline based on HeadQM´s highly praised quest, Disappearing Hogwarts.Reading the original story is not exactly necessary but heavily encouraged since this quest will contain references to it.Created mostly as a place to wait while HeadQM was away for a while but slowly evolved into his own thing.Quick recap so far:>Recently graduated Ravenclaw student is hired at Hogwarts as the new Caretaker.>Merlin somehow ended up inside your head.>Harry Potter´s daughter died, letting Salazar Slytherin (previously stuck inside her head) free to continue his quest to control The Beast, an all powerful ancient creature accidentally created by Merlin.>You went through Merlin's trials chasing Salazar in order to stop him>You actually managed to kill him and stop him from unleashing the end of the world>Sadly, you wasted too much time and now The Beast is fed up and ready to escape on its own>Jumped into the end of reality in order to stop it once and for allWhat will happen now? Let's find out!Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
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>>6447424bro...
Rolled 8 + 75 (1d100 + 75)>>6447331
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For thirty six years I have looked to the Mad Star for guidance, hearing in one ear his most solemn whispers, and in the other, a gibbering laughter beyond all reason. I have watched the glint of hallucination root itself in the minds of the doubtful, and I have felt the tremors of abandon creep across my bones.I have seen the gates of Oblivion beyond which no waking eye may see. Behold... in darkness a doom sweeps the land... This is the 12th of Sun's Dusk, the year of Akatosh 433. These are the closing days of the Third Era... And the sunset of sanity in Mundus.- Cadmius Cavestes, Mumbling Priest of Colovia=======================================Welcome to The Madhouse Crusade! In this quest, you play as Sheogorath, Daedric Prince of Madness and Creativity, Lord of The Never-There, The Trickster, Fourth Corner of The House of Troubles, and Sovereign of The Shivering Isles. But, you weren't always who you are now. You once told yourself that 'Daedra are the embodiment of change', and permanency too, and plenty of other nonsense. You used to be you, too, but also, you were someone else, a Champion for the Shivering Isles... And before that, a Hero... A Hero of Kvatch! That's right, he was... She? You were a hero from Nirn, you had been released from prison by a fateful encounter with the... Emperor! That's right, what a nice guy, whatever happened to him? It's so difficult to recall exactly... Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
Rolled 68 + 10 (1d100 + 10)>>6416480
Rolled 60 + 10 (1d100 + 10)>>6416480
Good results
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Recounting Our Hero's last adventure, A young man strikes out into the dangerous, ungoverned land of Axegaurd to make a name for himself. Formerly a librarian from the frigid northern kingdom of Holuthheim , This hero uses his smarts and his skills with a blade to tackle the quests he was given. At his side is a former soldier, a Beastwoman with a foul mouth, a noticeable drinking problem and an unmatched skill with hand to hand weapons. Khyber, as she is called, offered to temporarily join our hero but agreed to stay by his side a little longer, so long as he'd provided an adequate amount of alcohol . Our Hero's second party member is a neurotic but well meaning mage. Her name is Xiphos and the esoteric school of magic she follows demands the worship of strange beings of light that grant her holy abilities. She is here to fight the worshipers of darkness who plague these lands, even if she is anxious about everything. Including fighting darkness. Our previous tale ended with a beginning, a farmer offered nearly all the coin to his name to Our Hero and his party. The job, on paper, is simple "get rid of the succubus that has been attacking my town by any means necessary". What this band of heroes will soon find out is that this job will not be as simple as they believed it to be. For night has fallen on this lawless lands, and in the cover of darkness the succubus lurkswaitingpreying...>continued
>>6434903Glad to see you back, QM. Swordboy Adventures is one of those quest I most look forward to, when it's running.
>>6434903QM...?
I can't believe Khyber finally killed OP so she could have Swordboy all to herself...
All I can say is I wish things went betterI hope swordqm has fixed the real life stuffGood luck out there
>>6444841Here's hoping...
Monday night, your last day to live. Last day to live free, that is, y’know, because you have work tomorrow? Haah, your jokes don’t even land in your own head. What a pain, four years of education just to repeat the same old song and dance week after week. But don’t worry, you’ll also get to head back to the Site the week after this, too! Fun. You let out a breath and flick your mouse wheel, a calming, familiar sensation. In front of your eyes, dozens of games you’ve never bothered to open scroll past. Hey! Least you didn’t pay for all of them. A household steam account is the largest sign of technological advancement in society. A modern-day miracle if you say so yourself. And you do. That is, if anything can catch your eye. But lately, you’ve been hard-pressed to find time, or drive, to try out anything new. So you scroll past hours of potential content and fun and close the tab.Or, you would have had your eyes not land on an unfamiliar title, Fantasy Quest 7: Rebirth. A small download, barely even a gigabyte, accompanied by an art style that leaves a lot to be desired and barely any reviews. In other words, a gem. An uncharacteristic smile splays across your lips. Maybe this’ll do. A closer inspection of the store page finds that it actually has no reviews, like there’s a chance you might be the first human in the world to play this. That thought is accompanied by a read through of a rather fitting description: [Do you desire more out of your lot? Wish to venture where man has never ventured before? To explore treasure-filled depths? And carouse with the loveliest of maidens? Then step no further than into the newest installation of Fantasy Quest! An experience magically-made just for you!] Cute. But where the fuck did your friends find this? Wait, how the fuck is it in none of their libraries– That’s it. You click install. You’re curious enough for now, and besides, you eye the group chat, the chances you’re gonna get to do anything else fun tonight are pretty slim…
>>6448460You awake without pain. Strange considering the last thing you remember was sacrificing yourself so that doe eyed american could live. Sure, he might have been a bit clueless and a bit of an ass at times but you could tell he cared– cared a lot more than most people in your life. Strange, seeing as you just met him but you suppose that’s just the kinda guy he is. You hope he’s doing alright now. Whenever he is, seeing as you’re no doubt dead. If you were alive you’re sure your body would be full of unbelievable pain– or if you were in hell. But you feel good, rejuvenated even, something you haven’t felt for what? Years now? Ever since Ren left his fantasy quest at least. It’s kind of smoky here though, really smokey even. Maybe the kami have brought you to the clouds like in the western heaven– or have turned you into a wind spirit. Being a part of the wind probably isn’t so bad– *Cough* *Cough* or maybe you're a smoke spirit because gods this stuff is everywhere. Smells like ass too– Your eyes open and you realize you’re not dead as you see Otto’s gaunt face above you. Seventeen and that one skeleton too. Huh. You thought it’d be over right now. It’s not like you agreed to go to the death factory thinking you’d make it back. Welp, guess you’ll have to wait a little longer before the Kami can send you to a different isekai world. You stretch your body, and notice your clothes are surprisingly clean. “We good to go?” You yawn as you sit up in what appeared to be a square pocket of air under the bloodsea. Probably more of Otto’s bullshit.“Let me help you back into your suit. Otto cleaned your clothes as well.” Seventeen says as she starts to help you.“Ah, well I just had to remove the gore and mend it back together. It wasn’t anything too hard.” Otto shrugs off the compliment, as if he didn’t just save your life and do your laundry too. “Otto.” You cut him off.“Y-yeah,” He wilts at your tone. It’s strange seeing a man with such scary abilities act so nervous all the time. Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6448461“Is everyone ready?” Seventeen asks the assembled group once you and Saki have gotten your suits fully fitted again. She receives a chorus of agreement and all five of you walk past your [Blood]-[Barrier] and back into the blood sea. “Alright, we’ll set off for the pipe system. It should not be far.” She announces through the transmission stone…But a thought comes to the front of your mind from when you tried to bind the mantis– The loading bay. Sure it might be filled with mantis’ but it’s probably a lot easier to enter the facility from there (where there’s fucking doors) than trying to larp as the super mario bros and travel through industrial pipes. >Bring this to Seventeen’s attention >Stay silent >[Write-in]If you voted differently (excluding an awesome write-in, those can always save the day) Saki would have died here
>>6448463>Bring this to Seventeen’s attention
>>6448460>>6448461By the skin of our teeth. By the Saintess... and we haven't even set foot in the warform factory.>>6448463>Bring this to Seventeen's attentionThis doesn't mean we need to go there immediately, just informing Seventeen of our strategic options.
Sorry folks, no update today.
