Last time, you took the cows to the farm, also you got a bag. Not very eventful, but the tides changed once you found a mysterious letter that pledged it would grant you any wish. To test these supernatural abilities, you asked for the keys to the School’s swimming pool, which were granted. At the pool, you ask for your second wish…You want your lovely teacher Nina to return physically to her teenage years for week!For no apparent reason, your newly acquired bag is freaking out! Is this some kind of signal towards your wish being granted?!…A couple of bags of Snackos fall next to your feet. They have a note on top. The penmanship is identical to the one on the original letter. You skim over it. The all-powerful Mysterious Wish-Granting Force is asking for a few minutes, and it’s giving you something to eat in the meantime. How thoughtful! You’re at lunchtime after all!…You don’t need two of these, so you insert one of the Snackos inside the bag. Tantrum is done, Bagna is pleased.…Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6301718+1>Learn more about Lydie. Isn’t she like a Priestess or something? Or were they lying to you? You don’t like liars.>OH FUCK, NINA. SHE’S INSIDE THE BAG. YOU NEED TO TALK TO HER OUTSIDE OF HERE.
Do you respect Lydie’s initiative to her job? Yes! Do you believe Verity has a point? Yes as well! But it’s the latter that gives you guilt, and there’s no better way to fix it than to give the people what they want.“Thank you for your eagerness, Lydie, but hold on for a second.” You step up in front of the afflicted bovine. “As you please. I only heed orders coming from your mouth. But I must request a different test to show you my greatness in the near future! This Cow Herder will impress!” Lydie didn’t like being interrupted. You nod, then tilt your head to Verity.“It’s true, Verity, I haven’t shown you my love and appreciation, but I can change that if you give me a chance. You don’t have to do this at all, if you aren’t up to it. I’ll make it up to you whatever you decide to do.”“I-I’m well aware that you’re playing up Donna’s fantasy for her amusement. I heard you’re hellbent on pleasing everyone’s even most childish desires.” Verity somehow blames dog girl for your actions. “Don’t feel forced to play to my tune too.”“But it’s my pleasure! If I didn’t want any of this to happen, I would’ve left a while ago. That goes for everyone! Don’t let me take you hostage!” You add. “Uhm…” Lydie raises an eyebrow. To be fair, the kidnapping wasn’t your idea, but you don’t want to throw anyone under the bus.“Mhf…” Bagna raises nothing because she’s a bag.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6303820“R-Right.” You adjust your glasses. “Have you met Matilda? I think you’d make great friends since she’s the strongest and fittest girl I know.”“She was! You’ve met me now. If my answer doesn’t satisfy you, pit us against each other and I’ll demonstrate I have no equal.” Lydie is ready to take on anyone! “Modesty aside, any person who impressed you is worth meeting, my dear gem! It’s a thrilling event to find someone who can be my match, just like you are doing! I’m certain you’re as overjoyed to meet me as I am to talk to you! Do you feel your heart pounding as well?” She places her hands over her chest, obviously thrilled by what she’s feeling.“Hmm…” Your loyal dog takes note of Matilda’s name...“That’s *a* question, I need more! Give me more attention!” Lydie bounces on the bed, making everyone else there go up and down too.“I heard you’re like a Priestess or something? What’s up with that?” You know your loyal dog and your proto-cow wouldn’t lie to you about this.“Glory to the church as I’m part of it!” Lydie does the wave by herself. Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6303821Thanks for running
>>6303821Thanks for running, man
In this vast star speckled place we call the cosmos, there is a place called Earth, the planet of water. Where within exists an certain race known as humans, who take the gift of life all too much for granted...Turning ones focus to those tinier specks known as space colonies, there lived humans who are in the process of adapting to life in the harsh and unforgiving confines of space. It is within the colony of Green Noa that our story takes place, an young man, waking up from an namesless nightmare, houses himself from the comforting confines of his bed.The young man, called Erik Bridger, would go through his morning routine and get ready for school, his spartan furnishings denoting an rather poor upbringing as he ate an cup of noodles for breakfast.With the spice hanging on his lips, Erik drinks some soda to numb the slight burn as ge prepared to head to class, maybe you could go walk with Kamille, or perhaps Fa if he tries to shirk her attentions again...[Destiny Moment]> Walk Alone> Go With Fa> Find Kamille
>>6297182>Make Small Talk
>>6297182>Learn English
>>6297182>> Make Small Talk
bro.. why do you keep making these quests and then ghosting after one or two posts..
In the land of Orrosta, the old gods are stirring once more. The wrath cycle, a never ending war for control over the planet, starts anew. Drakkaru, (the god of dominion) thought to be dead by the other gods, is nearly free of the prison which has bound him for so long, and the Bellatists, (those who worship him), are gathering their strength. Cultists, full of hatred and malice, or perhaps simply stupidity, perform dark rituals of void, allowing for horrid creatures to escape their confinement. The horsemen of death and bloodshed ravage the land, leaving little but destruction. New elemental lords emerge, ready to consume the world. Yet, some good does stand. Mechaine (The god of machines, innovation and commerce), prepares the tin heads and men of iron, to strike out against the corruptive forces. Selene and the sons of Solantis work to uphold virtue and honor in the hearts of men. In this endless struggle, small forces can tip the balance. Can a ragtag group of adventurers discover the true nature of the world, and finally put an end to the wrath cycle? This is a very loosely structured sandbox adventure, set in a world of my making. The sky is the limit for what can be done. If you wish to join, just give me a brief overview of your character, and we can work to make it in line with the lore of the world. I intend to properly start in roughly 3 days, so ensure you submit a character before then if you want to join. I did attempt to do this once before, but 4chan was hacked, so here is attempt two. (Another note. If you wish to play a spellcaster, depending on the spellcaster, you will need to put in a lot of legwork into making spells, since some magic is very open ended.Also, when I say sandbox, I mean that nothing is going to happen unless you try to initiate it, so if you do not want a world where you have to instigate things, this is not the quest for you. There are plenty of storylines available, but you have to prod around a bit to find em.)
>>6297418Are you Jedediah Kanes player?
>>6298319No
>>6297418Closest to that (at least in technology), would be the Northern Mountain Kingdoms. You will not find many explorers amongst them, but they are the only ones with vaguely comparable tech, though they tend to favor the messer or katzbalger over a rapier. In terms of swords, they also are partial to the kriegsmesser or zweihänder. But yea, if you are willing to accept Holy Roman Empire superiority, they will serve what ya want fine.
The story is starting, so everyone get ready!>>6298364
>>6297329He was part of a separate order, one that got wiped out. Can't remember what I wrote in the old threads, pretty sure he was the last survivor, other than that I don't think there was much info.
ANOTHER HOUR TICKS BY as your fingers glide across your phone's keyboard. Chatting with randoms from the internet seems to be the only thing preventing you from sticking your face into the frying oil out of boredom. You check the clock on your phone: 12 PM. You can't help but sigh. You still have 5 HOURS until the end of your shift, but you have yet to TAKE YOUR LUNCH BREAK.You are TWENTY-ONE (21) YEARS OLD. You hold an ASSOCIATE'S DEGREE IN SOCIAL MEDIA MARKETING because a cute girl you liked during freshman orientation told you she was pursuing it. It is one of your biggest regrets. You are an EMPLOYEE at BIG M BURGER, off the corner of First and Market. You've enjoyed eating here as a kid for years, and now it's the only place in town that'll hire you with your degree. The food is subpar, but it's not the worst thing to eat for free during your lunch break.You would really like to see your life improve sometime soon, but for now, texting takes the edge off of how shitty your existence is.
>>6301989Thanks for running! Off to a good start and already interested in the characters and setting. A bit bummed that we're only on page 2 and wrapping up, but life happens. Really hoping the next thread comes soon!
Don't forget to archive this
When do you figure next thread will be?
>>6301989Totally missed this when it was in the catalog; but I read it, and it totally slaps!!!Good stuff. Hope you continue it!!!
Thanks guys! I archived this thread here: https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/2025/6294388/Minimum Wage Quest continues here: >>6323417
Inside the underground city of Bauk, the air is sparse, the food small ration tablets that taste like nothing while the water tastes like iron, everything is dusty and cold and the only light is from precious filament lamps that flicker while moths fly to their deaths in it's warmth, a luxury you could never have. Humanity is buried, kilometers of tunnels and bunkers above your head, and the light of the sun is only a myth, told by the elders from a distant age before the surface was nuked and iradiated from endless centuries of war.As just a youngling, at the tender age of 13, you once dreamed of seeing the surface, the warm light of the sun, fresh air that fills your lungs and clear water that chills you to the core, the scenery of trees, mountains, lakes, but those have since faded away into the harsh reality of scrapping by what little rations you have to live to the next day. But there's still hope for luxury, for a life that's not dusty and dry and cold, of clean clothes and a good bed after a warm bath, of real food and good-tasting water.You want to be a [ red ]mercenary[ /red ].
>>6296734Does the +questions mean that we should write in our own questions or that it send us to a post with questions we can ask?
>>6296779You should write. It's just some way to get some intel.
>>6296789Thank you>>6296734>Hey, I'm Otto, I'm new here and->What's it like being a mercenary?>Do you have any advice on how to start?
Gonna ask questions on the assumption that we trust this guy and want a mentor relationship here but do keep in mind he could set us up for an ambush if we're too loose lipped.>It's impressive that an old timer like you is still adventuring, you must have a lot of wisdom. (Flattery/Value Recognition)>What are politics/factions like in the guild? (Take)>Any people we should watch out for? (Take)>Do you have any problems at the moment? (Give + Possible Work)
>Does the guild offer up any gear to newcomers once they're headed out on a mission or officially inducted?>Any common creatures or groups of scumbags around we should lookout for?
Let´s supose something.We´re on the Marvel Universe. During the 60´s. NATO and the Soviet Union are playing their Chess game to see who of them make their political model and philosophy conquers the world.Suddenly, behind the Berlin Wall, arround the Soviet Dominated domains of Eastern Europe. Surges a country known as:LATVERIA.A nation that got independent from the Soviet Union out of the Blue, and aparently is from the Green Cloak wearing and Amor Claded maniac that fights the Fantastic Four on an allmost regular basis.He alone, with no aparent aid of a Rich Third Position Country the likes of Argentina, India, Saudi Arabia, and etc. With technologies that hasn´t have a trace back to any of the world strongest weapon distributors in the world, just grabbed a little peice of territory from the Soviet Union, and not only has been capable of defending itself from the raids to reclaim it, but also growing wider and wider like a cancer.But here is the kicker. This "Doctor Doom" Character declares he isn´t on the NATO side neither, just... "Taking what is rightfully his"What does happens from here on out? What should be the next step from the United States, or Britain, France or Turkey on the Blue side, and of the Soviets from the Red side?Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6296903i dont want doom as a hitler esque i want others to perceive him such Because of lacking information, and then one and one meet and doom suddenly realizes that trying to be an upstart dictator with no "can turn the whole world into ash"-button isnt gonna make it also please spare me "but doom got magic n shit" how many magicians have controled the world before doom? see, noone that means that other magicians have a so deeply vested interest in NOT letting some upstart retard upset whatever the fucking balance is and please spare me this garbo doom is just sooo powerful because if he was hed just fuck over the world leaders and establish himself as such no need to fucking build from the ground up like a peasant
>>6295709Yeah.. I didn´t think much of Latverians, hoenstly.I imagine that Latveria would be originally a small city. Wich tahnks to Doom it has expanded. But at that point Latveria is more of a state where a lot of Balkanites are insidea gainst tehir will. Soecifically Yugoslavians.So I imagiene the Mian capital (the small city) would be the most loyal to Doom.The others?They just got fred froma Tyrant ot be served to other.
>>6295710That´s a lot of Bad faith :TBut yeah. I know there ARE other Superheroes in Europe. But I think they´d be hand tied as the American ones are thanks to Nato.So no. This German Supehero wouldn´t act his boodlust to kill Doom, because the NATO and UN told him not to.And those german Nazi-Haters, tend to be either good boys who follow the rules at best, or UN cocksuckers at worse
>>6296667So so... 1- there was an unnecesarily large a mount of vitriol on the last post. I know I should have posted this somewhere else. But Intenret is getting smaller as we talk, and sincerely I strust 4Chan to come up with more unique scenarios than Xitter, Reddit or Discord.So yeah.. i shoudl have explicitely stated more stuff before dropping this bomb.Just some stuff I should mention:Most heroes started to become popular along the 60´s thanks to the Fantastic Four. Long before, most Super Heroic news were few and far between. Makin Captain America and the other Marvel Golden Age fellas and before them morel like Modern Legends.And Mutants just had a boom right along in the 60´s-70{s. Before then Mutants were few and far between.Sorry I didn´t specified in detail before.
>>6296902...This is a literal Godsend.Thank you very much.Hell. I think I can even use some heroes that Marvel might have made for one time for these countries, aor even make some of my own to explore Slavish mythology.Thank you very much!
Welcome to Knights of Nothing. For those of you who were part of “The Testament of Tatamu” quest a few years ago, this takes place in the same post-apocalyptic universe, albeit closer to the beginning of the timeline. The setting errs closer towards hard(er) science fiction.For those who don’t know me, I’m Kaz, and I’ve been a QM since the last few years back when quests were still on /tg/ before we made the jump. My last active quest was “Star Wars – Interregnum”. For those familiar with me, it’s been a long time. Sorry for disappearing without any warning. Long and short of it was a mixture of burnout, writer’s block, and IRL/day job getting in the way of things.In any event, I’m back in a limited capacity. I’m back in trade school and doing irregular contract work, which leaves a creative-sized hole in my chest. So I’m writing once more, with the goal of trying to do 1-2 updates per day. For those waiting for Interregnum, it’s coming soon(TM). My block was really starting to show towards the end of the last thread, and I need to square the circular peg on either fixing it or wiping part of the slate clean.The mechanics of this quest draw heavily from the Fantasy Flight Games Genesys narrative dice system, albeit modified and changed for questing format, which is the same system that Interregnum uses.Now, without further ado…==============The world stopped, then began anew.>>Location: UnknownComment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6323257Spooky. So, what, we're maybe a vessel that they tried to stick memories into, one person split into many bodies, something like that?>The Garden (Roof Deck).Tunnels potentially too dangerous, Stacks require a thoroughness we probably don't have the time for, Strip would be good since Harper knows where some vaults are, but we can always come back for those.>Yes.It is good to talk, instead of keeping it all bottled up.
>>6323257>The Strip (Commercial).>Yes.Strip is the best option to find those mythical bioengineered catgirls mentioned in Testament of Tatamu.
>>6323257>>The Garden (Roof Deck).>Yes.Get after it
>>6323257>>The Strip (Commercial).>>Yes.
>>6323257>The Strip (Commercial).>Yes.
Every night you go to bed and you dream. Of the sky, the wind running along your skin, whistling in your ear till you can't hear yourself think. Sometimes it's a storm with you at its center, watching it crush everything in its path, thunder rolling, lightning splitting the world. Or space, where there's no noise, nothing weighing you down. Just infinity punctuated by stars.Your alarm drags you awake. The same drab ceiling with paint chipping at the corner stares back at you like always. The room's humid again from sleeping with the windows shut. Your routine never changes: get up, eat whatever's in the fridge, shower, work construction for twelve hours, come home dead, repeat.Your name is Arthur Carr. You live in a run-down apartment, work dead-end construction jobs. And tomorrow, your niece who you haven't seen in years is coming.Your mother had four children; you being the youngest. None of you grew up well-adjusted. Your eldest sister Rosie married a cop who uses her for a punching bag. She convinces herself that getting abused is part and parcel of the "good life," whatever the hell that means.Irene, second oldest, grew up hating everything about herself and her family—-an ambitious overachiever, always with a barb loaded behind her tongue. The first chance she got, she fled with some rich boyfriend. Last you knew, she’d gone to school and divorced her boyfriend turned husband, she defends pharmaceutical companies for enough money that she can afford to forget where she came fromApril was only a few years older than you, but when you were a kid, you sometimes imagined she was your mother. She was kind and reliable in all the ways your real mother wasn't. She stayed the longest, because of you. You don't let yourself think about her anymore. Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
You flip through until you find it. The subheading reads: "Russian Activity near the Exclusion Zone.""Russian spies?" You glance up. "I mean, if they made it to Canada, them being this close to home shouldn't surprise anyone.""I allowed them close in Canada." Artem's voice is flat. "This is different. I know my daughter mentioned the exclusion zone when you called her asking for a favor. I also know about your new abilities."He opens the same drawer again.The gun comes out fast. You barely register it before the bang.The bullet strikes your chest— you feel a thin sharpness, like a needle going in and out. It’s not painful but your body knows something's wrong and the resulting feeling is strange. The bullet clatters to the floor between your feet, while you’re left with a hole in your shirt.Nadya explodes in Ukrainian with every curse word she knows and probably some she's inventing on the spot. Artem just slides the gun back in the drawer letting her rage wash over him as he sits.When Nadya finally runs out of breath, she just stares at him in seething rage. Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
This is probably where I will have to leave this thread. A shitty cliffhanger I know, so sorry about that. The next thread might not come in for a while, but that's life unfortunately. Thanks to everyone who read, commented, and participated. When the next one pops up I hope you'll check it out. I'll probably also switch to past tense, writing in present is a bitch for me now that I've read a lot of fiction in past tense.
>>6321721See you then Brave
>>6321718>>6321722Don't forget to archive this
>>6321721Thanks for running!Love capes and the setting, looking forward to your return and hoping life settles down.
https://starwarsintrocreator.kassellabs.io/#!/FOIIZe8eGgMAvXw8Wm06A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away...STAR WARSAGAINST THE REPUBLICWar has engulfed the GALACTIC REPUBLICTwo months have passed since the CLONE ARMY captured the strategic world of GEONOSIS, but the Republic has been unable to press its advantage.The Republic has won most of the pitched battles fought so far, but all have been at the periphery of SEPARATIST space, and at a steep cost. Already, hundreds of thousands of clone troopers and over two hundred JEDI KNIGHTS have fallen in battle.Robbed of the initiative by the Republic’s surprise attack, the Separatists leverage their resource and manpower advantage, only committing their DROID ARMY to force the Republic into bloody, wasteful campaigns.After a series of daring raids by independently Separatist commanders, both sides reevaluate and reposition themselves for the long war ahead…Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6311045>[A] Drive into the left of the enemy’s line with your Lucrehulks, Recusants, and Diamonds, not only to separate the opposed task force from their allies, but also to force them to concentrate their Dreadnoughts toward their center or left. While Acclamators are better at concentrating fire forward, they’re at a disadvantage to most of your ships in a broadside situation, and Lucrehulks are impossible for standard Republic vessels to brawl with unless they have superior numbers. K-I-L-L
>>6311045>>[A] Drive into the left of the enemy’s line with your Lucrehulks, Recusants, and Diamonds, not only to separate the opposed task force from their allies, but also to force them to concentrate their Dreadnoughts toward their center or left. While Acclamators are better at concentrating fire forward, they’re at a disadvantage to most of your ships in a broadside situation, and Lucrehulks are impossible for standard Republic vessels to brawl with unless they have superior numbers.If they're already slightly out of position expecting a flank attack we can capitalize on that. Though I am reluctant to do so. It's probably for the best to set something up early while we have than chance than to be passive and responsive for later.
>>6311045>[A] Drive into the left of the enemy’s line with your Lucrehulks, Recusants, and Diamonds, not only to separate the opposed task force from their allies, but also to force them to concentrate their Dreadnoughts toward their center or left. While Acclamators are better at concentrating fire forward, they’re at a disadvantage to most of your ships in a broadside situation, and Lucrehulks are impossible for standard Republic vessels to brawl with unless they have superior numbers.Seize the initiative, let them play catch-up with their responses. Short-circuit their OODA loop.
>>6311045>>[A] Drive into the left of the enemy’s line with your Lucrehulks, Recusants, and Diamonds, not only to separate the opposed task force from their allies, but also to force them to concentrate their Dreadnoughts toward their center or left. While Acclamators are better at concentrating fire forward, they’re at a disadvantage to most of your ships in a broadside situation, and Lucrehulks are impossible for standard Republic vessels to brawl with unless they have superior numbers.Kill em dead
>>6311176>>6311107>>6311096>>6311058Unanimous, writing.
>Today we can almost physically hear the mutterings and rumblings of an invigorated god of war. You can see it, feel it, and hear it all the way from the Indochina hills, from the shores of Formosa, right over into the very heart of Europe itself. >The one encouraging thing is that the “mad moment” has not yet arrived for the firing of the gun or the exploding of the bomb which will set civilization about the final task of destroying itself. There is still a hope for peace if we finally decide that no longer can we safely blind our eyes and close our ears to those facts which are shaping up more and more clearly . . . and that is that we are now engaged in a show-down fight . . . not the usual war between nations for land areas or other material gains, but a war between two diametrically opposed ideologies. >As one of our outstanding historical figures once said, “When a great democracy is destroyed, it will not be from enemies from without, but rather because of enemies from within.” . . . >Today we are engaged in a final, all-out battle between communistic atheism and christianity. The modern champions of communism have selected this as the time, and ladies and gentlemen, the chips are down—they are truly down. "What are you listening to?"- "It's that politician, Jane McCountry""Sounds like a fake name"- "Maybe she had to change it"Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6294239>>Act normal
>>6294339Premeditating stupidity- "I've already pretended to kill you, in my head.""That's not what we say. Why?"- "I just pretended to kill you, in my head, again.""Look at what the unholy three are offering us. Fluoridated water, polio vaccine, and mental hygiene. Maybe you could use some mental hygiene, schizo."- "Finally, the real issues. What's the problem with wanting to have healthy teeth and not wanting to be paralyzed? And I don't need mental hygiene. I'm being normal. And I just pretended to kill you, in my head, again."- "How?"Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6294408>>Write in
>>6297439I pour molten hafnium carbonitride onto your head which due to its extreme heat passes near instantly all the way through your body and a few meters into the sidewalk. You die as fast as a falling rock dropped from one foot above your head. Your organs fall into the gap and blood slides out of your thigh. It hurts a lot at first, but the droplet is really about the size of your thumb and you're dead inside of two seconds. You do not die fully until the liquid metal droplet has passed through your right foot. It does hurt, actually. A lot. But it's much faster than it appears because the liquid metal droplet is so very hot that it simply falls as though your flesh were not there at all. But the momentary pain must be incredible. Akin to delta p. Right through your pineal gland so you're experiencing it in real time real effect. Your nerves are fast but gravity is fast too.
>>6297895Ready?-"What is this shit? Hafnium carbonitride? The highest melting point ceramic? What are you going to hold it in? You can't use a ceramic bowl and tongs if it's melting all other ceramics. You can't just be happy that bad things real or pretend are happening to people that were mean to you, while you're still not actually solving your own problems and getting what you want.""Who talks like that? What are you even saying?">Pass on this>Try again
Grand Zen-Oh, the omni king and ruler of the omniverse has declared there will be a massive tournament to be held in his honor. A grand affair between several universes, each battling it out for the very right to exist. And at the forefront of this grand spectacle will be the Saiyans of Universe 7, who Grand Zen-Oh has grown fond of watching battle. Twenty eight years ago, the Saiyan race were annexed into the PTO as just another race, one of many sent to conquer other worlds. Now, the Saiyans are widely regarded as the strongest warrior race in the entire Seventh Universe, defenders of the PTO led by their strongest, the “Dragon of New Salda” General Karn and his family.You the players will (most often) control Karn. A man who has grown from his lowly beginnings as a Saiyan Brawler with a sub-3000 powerlevel in Age 733 to become not only the strongest Saiyan of his time at AGE 759, but also personal friend to the former emperor Lord Freeza, father to well over a dozen powerful and unique children, a mentor and teacher to his fellow Saiyans, and the best hope for his universe's continued survival. No one warrior can hope to battle eight other universes' strongest fighters alone and hope to prevail, one man's power and skill won't be enough to overcome the looming threat of extermination. But this coming battle will be the ultimate test of how you've lived your life until now, the choices you made not only for yourself, but for the fate of your entire universe.Character sheets and other info: https://controlc.com/46ec566dhttps://pastebin.com/u/GrandDragonQMArchive:http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?searchall=Saiyan+Conqueror+QuestHelp fund quest art commissions and get exclusive side stories as well as artwork by joining the patreon for only $1/month at https://www.patreon.com/GrandDragonQMQuest rules are as follows(unless otherwise noted):>30 minute vote times>Pick ONLY ONE option when votingComment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6298241You are now picturing Nabu angrily hitting his computer because its still stuck loading "How long until Karn finally dies".
>>6298139Yes. And there's a reason he's seen as strange and eccentric among the deities.>>6298239Well, you weren't training for gains, specifically, so that won't change all that much. But what has changed is your peak.>>6298241Also true.>>6298247HA!
>>6297868>“Chaya.” Raditz says to you as you fly down towards him outside his home on the outskirts of Vegeta City. He did not choose to live in Karn city, I mean Dragon City. I guess I can understand why, but he is missing out so much on all the nice people that live there. Not to mention Karn's and Meloka's training lessons, though he probably would not want to attend anyway.>>6297869>“Team, huh? So, how many fighters will be participating?” he asks, you seeing you've got his interest.The Goku is there in Kakarot. He wants to fight strong opponents too. I’m almost sure of it. >“As you should. Dumbass.” he replies. “Now, if you don't mind, I'm going to see my niece.” A tough day for Chaya.>>6297869>“CHAYA! We've got to go! Dreadzone's under attack!!”These days I almost immediately assume it is Zamasu or that they are behind this attack.>>6297898>No parking spot is safe from his shitbox El Caminoout the woodworks.Nice. Now I wonder what car each of the characters in quest would choose. Would Chaya drive a fast convertible?>>6298247Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
Soon.>>6298636Of course he didn't.Yes. Nature vs nurture, he still likes a challenge.Oh yeah, he doesn't like her.Not Zamasu, at least not this time.
Its time! >>6298708
Oi, Gathah round, Boyz!Dis iz a tale not like any 'eard befor! S'got Epik WAAAAGHS, 'Uge Choppas, da Dakkiest Shootahs, shiniez a'plenty, proper skrapz , brutal krumpin, Ladz boaf weird an ded ard! S'even got a Gork an Mork innit ! All'n'All, itz Rite Legendery!An' da best part iz, dat t'all appened! 'onest!It beginz a long time 'go, on a wee planet umiez kalled "Hi-raethe". But dats stoopid. Da Orks 'ad a bettah name for it. But dats me gettin' heada myself. Dey say it wuz green, but not even orky. Da Umiez there herded squigs a'plenty. but deez humiez wuz week! Datz wut da Pink Spikey boyz fort! They kame in an krumped most a da week umiez, an took da tuff wunz. Den, dey grinded up da squigs to a powdah, an snorted it. But da blue an yellow beakiez 'ated dat. dey came over and gave da pink spiky boys a gud thrashin. but befor dey wuz all squashed, da Pink spiky boys sent out a call to WAAAAAGH, and da ovva Spiky boyz listened gud. Dey kame ovah, and beet da tar out da beakies. One ting led to anovva, and da hole of da planet was stomped flat. All dose ships krashed down on da now brown an dusty planet dat de Orks kall "Skrapheep"! Now datz a gud name!'Ang on it getz bettah!Wun day, a sertain tribe wuz undah attak by freebootahs, but da tribe... dey 'ad a trikk up dere sleeve, in de vent of a mergency such as diz. A cave full to da brim with fresh yoofs, ready to spring up an throttle dem freebootahs. An wun a deez Yoofs wuz...Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
Rolled 2 (1d2)Oi. Kwest is ded, but Tintoof don't leave bizness unfinished.
Rolled 6 (1d20)>Nod, nod.
Rogzog kikked da Choppa to Da Boss an’ ‘oisted da Supa-Gatler up to ‘iz shoulda.Da Boss, ‘unched ova on ‘iz bionik, growled an’ gave arr lad a nod.“Datz da way,” ‘e breeved an’ lifted da slab of met’al up wif ‘iz good arm. Da Boss’s tuff skin wuz weepin’ dark green blud, drippin’ inta da sand ‘eavily, but ‘e wuz a kwiet storm, storin’ up energy for da foight. It wudd all be ova in a few blinkz.Rogzog akted firs’. ‘E gave a shrug ta lift da ‘eavy shoota up ‘igher on ‘iz shoulda, settlin’ da soights on Da Boss. Da Boss frew ‘iz own weight on ‘iz bionik ta fling ‘imself at Rogzog, but Rogzog wuz too fast. Streamz uv dakka ripped fru da air, sinkin’ deep inta Da Boss, who wuz already bleedin’ insoid and out, but ‘iz bionik ‘ad by now frown his bulk straight at Rogzog. Da Boss lifted ‘iz bad leg wif a roar ta soak up da shotz so da rest uv ‘im wudd still be able ta foight.Rogzog jumped back from where Da Boss was gonna land, trackin’ ‘iz ark as Da Boss soared fru da ‘ellstorm. Da Boss landed on ‘iz bad knee wiff a sickenin’ splat. It wuz useless dedd meat. But ‘e didn’t need it. ‘E lunged towards Rogzog, bringin’ ‘iz Choppa down roight fru da Supa-Gatler. Met’al parts sploded offa da weapon, an’ Rogzog lukked up at da ‘uge Boss towerin’ over ‘im an’ rekkoned wif da magnitude uv ‘iz folly.--Wut? It meanz da size uv ‘iz gitness, ya git!Anywayz, it wuz all over fer Rogzog. ‘E troied ta keep up da foight, uv kourse, but it wuz no use. Dis was a fresh boy, up against a Boss. It kudd only ever ‘ave ended one way.>Tintoof sighs and shakes his headDa Boss bowled ‘im over, an’ swatted ‘im wif da choppa, sinkin’ it deep into ‘iz gut. A fountain uv blud gushed forf frum ‘iz mouf, and arr Boy went down ‘ard inta da dirt.“Haw haw haw!” bellowed Da Boss. “Dat wuz a good foight! Itz been a reel long toim since some fresh boyz ‘ad da bitz ta take me on! But Oize da biggest, an’ Oize da baddest, an’ you lot best git it in yer brainbitz dat Oize da greenest in all deez partz.”Rogzog kudd only roll ova an’ koff up more blud. ‘E looked up at Da Boss an’ ‘e knew ‘e was roight. “Yeh Boss, you’z fat awwroight.”“But Oi ain’t gonna chop ya! Frum now on, you and yer Boyz is my Boyz, and we’z gonna take dis shit ‘eap planet. Oi bin getting’ a feelin’ in me gutz, dat dere iz a big foight comin’, an’ Oi need good Boyz wiff me. Krawl yer bitz to da painboyz. If ya die on da way Oi don’t want ya! Haw haw haw!”Dat wuz da last ol’ Tintoof ‘eard uv Rogzog, but Oi fink ‘e’z still out dere, followin’ Da Boss. An’ only toim will tell if arr lad Rogzog ‘ad wut it took ta join Da Boss’z warband. Toim, an’ yer pal Tintoof, uv kourse!
>>6300563So dats how WAAAGH Zorrork started?Wif Rogzog an Tintoof dere frum da beginin?Wow, wat a grate story! 10/10
>>6300563Welp. Thanks for wrapping it up, Tintoof.
Now is the time of deepest gloom, when the night stretches out for hours like a dragon grasping upwards to the moon. The air crackles and snaps from sharp cold and frost, reminding the people of Karn that the cycle of the seasons must begin anew.It is the time to journey to the edge of winter to chisel a fragment of sweet spring and bring it home...Welcome to a casual one shot quest fantasy quest. I hope to churn out a post every 2 or 3 days.It's time to go on a journey! You...>Defend and obey, wielding sharp blades of blessed bone and resilient cudgels of holy wood in defense of the young mistress...>Tend to the sacred flames that keep the dark at bay, singing the songs of blessing and spinning tales of wonders...>Pull the sledge forward; the yoke is light to someone gifted with strong legs and a strong back but how you long to see the end of your service... >Bleed for all, the old master decided send you out on the journey to shoulder all wounds if it's necessary....>Minister to the needs of the young mistress and party, you also hold the key to the coins and other valuables for everyone...Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6320207I thought the setting was cool. Bit sad we didn't get to see the whole fragment of spring, but pulping the brains of a monster with BIG rock is pretty cool. Off goes our vainglorious and cold-hearted heroine.Sofia seems far more lucky than Haruka, eh? Did any of the choices or dice surprise you? What are your inspirations for this oneshot? How would things have been different if the dice had favored Ason and the other poor bastard?
>>6320238I was surprised that people weren't going for the heroic and selfless choices. The point of the one shot was to see if I could make a different system for abilities and choices since the Villainess quest wasn't working out too well with d6s with abilities and possible future upgrades.Also I didn't want players to select Aurelia, leader of the expedition, as a character but make them subordinates instead.If dice had been different, Ason and the other girl runner (I decided her name is Elena) would have survived. Of course, they're perspective of Sofia's choices would have been rather negative.
>>6320521> heroic and selfless choicesDo you mean sharing the blessings? I think it was more so that they would cost 10, which activated a part of my brain saying conserve the 50 for when needed. I also did not understand how far away each stop was, and if there would be a good chance to recover what was spent. Moreover, Sofia did not seem that close to anyone in the caravan. There were some conversations with Aurelia, but those few exchanges lacked depth. There was Sage, but I honestly cannot say he had much of a presence, even though I'm assuming he was Sofia’s mentor and someone whose judgment she would value. Ason stuck out because he fought the fat man and lost, got whipped, and we voted to check on him once.>negative.The dead two must be cursing Sofia in the afterlife. Ason the Unclean revenge quest when? Nice setup for this line:> This opportunity to lie exists only because Yearning Sin killed the only witness. If the thing simply refrained from committing evil, none of this would be possibleFelt like a good gotcha. Would the others have been able to kill the Unclean? I’m guessing the fighter butler
>>6320567Noted, I should have emphasized the other characters more but Sofia suffers from alienation and being overly powerful to the point that she has a hard time empathizing with her comrades.If you can use every blessing all at the same time if you want to, have twice as much points, can recover twice as fast as the others and it is all just something that comes to you naturally... well, it's hard.
https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=beheadedI've archived the quest
Yumigawa Rushorou was plunged into a life-or-death struggle in a surreal otherworld when, one day, he went to sleep in his familiar bed and found himself thereafter in the burning ruins of a nameless city. After ten days of struggle, he emerged victorious, standing as one of very few survivors of a crucible called the Akeldama. His enemies, one way or another, were dead. His allies had been protected. The ultimate prize was his. Then he woke up.After two strange days of confusion, a stabbing, and the realization that there never was such a person as Yumigawa Rushorou, a man people call Archer found that there was a noose around his neck, and started looking for a way to get rid of it. You haven't found it yet.Sequel to Fate/City Akeldama, originally run from March to May 2019, and remake of Fate/Awakening Mirror, originally run from May 2019 to October 2020. Both quests, as well as the first thread of this quest, can be found here:https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Sweets-Loving%20QMStatus Menu: https://pastebin.com/VbRZ5pwXCharacter List: https://pastebin.com/aZ7WFPmjMagic Menu: https://pastebin.com/8MXXtGnBQuest OP: https://odysee.com/AMQST-OP1:3
>>6308196thanks. If it gets close to falling, I'll archive it.
>>6308196Thank you for telling us, QM. This was a fun thread!I'll be looking forward to when it comes back.
>>6308196Waiting warmly for the retvrn
>>6308196>>6308202Might be time to archive...
>>6308196>>6321528thanks for the warning, anon. I wanted to wait a lil' bit since OP could've come back before it reached page 10, but it's been a month now. hope people remember to vote on this one and the previous thread as well https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?searchall=Fate%2FAwakening
You are Fiona Jarnafeldt, L2S Trollslayer, and you are in serious trouble.Today you were deployed on a mission to save dozens of kidnapped citizens from the starving squatter city under Helsinki. You saved dozens from a sect of cannibals, only to come across a strange realization; they may have been receiving aid from a rogue government agent who wanted nothing but to see the system you work for destroyed. This rogue agent, a living tree by the name of Zephyr, operated within the Stormdrain to provide... something to the underdwellers. Information, probably.Maybe it was him that helped pull strings to delete camera logs. Covered the tracks of the thieves. Maybe he even told them about what was carried on a train that came into Helsinki the month before you joined, causing a battle that killed dozens of Stormwatch members.On the train was a suit of pneumatic powered armor, fashioned from kevlar and carbon fiber components from the stormy city of Chicago by their advanced heavy robotics division. This suit was made exclusively for an elite member of the Stormwatch of lanky proportions. The intended owner, L4 Nonoka Sumika, has an unusual and atypically tall and thin stature that should have made it so, even if stolen, no regularly shaped human could be able to wear it without so much modification that it couldn't work.And yet, that suit stands in front of you, fully operational, standing eight feet tall, its broad hat casting a black shadow over the thing that has come to possess it.That thing is an aberration of humanity, that goes by the name of "She." Given its stature, it would be rated as a Troll, but being armored in what it is, it's far more dangerous than its class suggests. Though sources had claimed She was a Finnish river spirit by the name called a Nakki, this is something else entirely. The sensation of water observed by others was misinformation gleaned from the pneumatic exhaust of subliminated hydrogen radiating from the suit and sound She seems to keep uttering, a verbal tick similar to the sound of residual hydrogen mixing with air to form water. Po, po, po.
>>6321487>>6321514You have previously spoken to Blythe about the phantom of a child you've been plagued by, and said he would go research it because it doesn't fit the description of any native Finnish or Norse spirit he was immediately aware of.
Votes closed; sorry for not replying earlier but real life obligations got me doing all nighters
>>6321993No worries, QM.
Sorry, real life has been demanding many things from me and addressing them sucks>>6321377>>6321387>>6321400There's an apology you have to deliver. As much as it's depressing to see someone down in the dumps like this, there's a bridge with a little fire on it you have to stamp out before it gets out of hand.As you step out the front door of the Stormwatch Headquarters, you note just how frigid it is. It rarely, if ever, got this cold back in Germany. You had already been shivering from withdrawal, but this rattles you. Your long sleeves do nothing to stop the cold and its subsequent tremor. The icebox air invites itself into your lungs and turns your breath into billowing fog. It is not raining, but a cloud of faint mist makes the distant buildings tones grayer.You wonder if it will actually snow. It's supposed to be possible here...Off the path, you enter the section for L4 Housing, where the artificial environment hides stacks and stacks of earth-sheltered homes. The grounds of the Stormwatch HQ are treated with a cocktail of nutrients that make it resilient. The grass is quite literally greener here than it is outside. If you weren't shivering, you'd mistake today for a vibrant day. Stepping down to the bottom of the grove, you see someone dressed in high-vis laboring clothes putting upturned turf back down on top of Sumika's home - which is incidentally someone else's yard. The worker sees you coming and pays you little mind before returning to his work.One anon, roll 6d6. Target 3. You will lose 1d4 dice afterward.
Rolled 3, 4, 5, 6, 3, 4 = 25 (6d6)>>6324210
