Rain filters in through the ceiling, sliding along the support beams in just such a way it misses the numerous pots, pans, and cups scattered around the delipidated apartment and is readily sucked into the mouldy carpet. Which is then again immediately transferred to a new object: your sock. Your very next steps now all dotted with a wet squelch."Argh!" You cry, as you balance on one foot to pull the sock of the other, only for said wet sock to cozy up to the business end of the cigarette you had tucked between two fingers, providing a new, enticing after-taste to the familiar menthol as you unknowingly take a drag. "Huurhg!" It might've been a week or so since you had washed that sock. How had it come to this?Well, the demon king lost against The Seven Braves. A poor title for a bunch of delinquents that jumped a guy seven to one. They murdered their way deep into the demon capital, defeated all the bureaucrats present, and killed the ministers while shouting inane things like "Die Heavenly Generals!" They hadn't been generals and they certainly hadn't been heavenly.They were butchered all the same and all branches of government were eradicated over the span of a few days. After performing what amounts to genocide, the "Saintes" had the gall to clasp her still-bloody hands together, bat her eyelashes, and say things like "No, we can't kill them all, that would make us just like them!" And so the remaining demons, conveniently all of middle-rank and lower, were accepted as refugees into human society. What's that? You want to stay here in the demon lands? I see. Hmm? That demon from earlier? Oh, they fell into the river. Yes, lost all their limbs along the way. Wild, isn't it? Anyway, safety and a bright future awaits you in the human nation of Lightsong!Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6335854Any idea when the update will be, QM?
We are lost once again.
*sad noises*
Owari da
And we never got the haircut like in the op>>6348305made me check
You are Lorinda de Lindan, Princess, Inquisitor, and soon-to-be Tournament Champion! Well, not really, for you see the Inquisition is sending you into the Grand Tournament of Bloodgrave’s Fall as an agent to see if any otherworldly Strangers from the wicked and barbarous dimension of Earth sneak in to gain lands and glory right from under your father’s nose. Regretfully, the Inquisition has banned you from seeking victory as once your analysis of the competition is complete, it will be time to make a dramatic exit fitting of your desire to be the tournament’s underdog hero. Currently, there is a mere 14 days before the preliminary rounds begin for the duels where you shall compete. Now if only you knew the best way to prepare…Archive: https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=The%20Isekai%20Inquisition
>>6352209I guess you could call that a Freudian Nip Slip?
Happy New Year you all.
>>6351389>Kitchen, to interrogate the rat.I know it’s just after the holiday season but jeez…
OP? You okay there?
>>6356221The strangers got him...
Welcome back.Rules are simple: Votes are tallied every hour, with whatever course of action being the most popular being the course of action taken. Write ins are encouraged and non-mutually exclusive votes will be combined if possible.When a roll is called for, roll however many D100 are specified. 5- is a 'crit fail' and generally means something bad is about to happen. 95+ is a 'crit success' and generally means something good just happened. a 'crit success' trumps a crit fail. User input on both will be taken into consideration.Once per thread, if three or more people invoke it, a single roll may be re-rolled.Inventory, pokemon stats and other links: https://docs.google.com/document/d/15i2N08IpWqitoTJujsUMishe4PLbao1lqT-bCAmvPcE/editDiscord: https://discord.gg/pR7q5EvfFor a short summary for the new and to recap:You are Alex. A newly minted trainer and camping enthusiast just starting out on your journey at the age of seventeen after your father lost his job in order to help pay the bills. On the road, you met Fie, the Fire Gym Leader, Gareth a novice Aura Guardian on pilgrimage and Holly, a runaway heiress using a pseudonym. You've also made enemies of Team Green a group of violent, radical activists looking to abolish pokemon training.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6354953>Try and free yourself.Power word : knife
>>6355020Hasn't come up before now, but aren't you glad you bought one all the way back at the start?
>>6355052checkhov knife
Still need another vote, but if I don't get it soon, I'll update and start a new thread, since this one is a bit of a no-brainer.
>>6354953>>Try and free yourself.
War War Never Changes. They finally fucking did it. The bombs fell not long ago. The world is over. No more people. Just shambling radioactive corpses. No more nations just glowing craters, dust, and shadows of people that once were. No more seasons just nuclear winter. Shopping? no such thing. Have fun struggling to find a drop of water or a crumb of food that won't kill you. The rads oh god the fucking RADS, inescapable and everpresent. Truly the end of the world. Rapture maybe happened and whatever is left...well most people are quickly giving up on God. Kinda hard to keep believing when the world ended and you were left behind. Except for the zealots anyway but those guys are crazy as the cannibalistic raiders.That isn't even getting into all the weird shit that keeps happening and becoming. Makes you wish it was 'just' a nuclear winter. Walking corpses. Mutants. Inexplicable anomalies. Unnatural terrain. Strange whispers that you aren't the only one hearing. Honestly it just keeps getting worse...especially with everything you have to do just to 'survive'. Living...living is just a luxury that only the pre war world got to enjoy. You meanwhile are just another poor sucker caught up in this clusterfuck trying to survive.(This quest will be ripping heavily from games like Fallout, Metro, Stalker, and Bioshock basically anything that fits within the setting just to keep things interesting)>Character CreationThe younger you are, the more bonus SPECIAL points you will start with. However the older you are, the more bonus skill points you will start with. You may choose any trait from any game OR include a custom option that may be vetoed by me IF its too unbalanced. Custom traits MUST include both positive and negative effects otherwise it's an automatic veto. The first character will be a male because this is about a dynasty over the generations. So long as you have a living family member the game will not end however, your characters can and WILL die over time. A male starter character will provide insurance. So if you are an elderly grandpa, the minimum is 21 SPECIAL points. Just keep in mind old age is a real bitch, especially in such a hazardous environment(debuffs for age are a thing).
>>6337084>>6337417Welp...sorry for taking so long I had stuff to do and needed to try to see if there was another way out but nope.----You go back and grab some heavin incinerators to get a distractions. The cyborgs were still pinned down by the abomination and gave you a couple of them. At least thanks to them it hasn't broken through yet and they don't need to aim either for that matter. Heading back in you unleashed the firebombs which explode noisily.>Perception check failedYou don't even know it worked until BOOM as one of the mininuke mines went off and than others too also started going off, but you still couldn't see what was doing it. So you kept blindfiring away hoping that the detonations will keep those things off of you. Which Mary upfront drawing the most attention. You liked your odds->Perception check failed>Agility check failed>Strength check failed>Endurance check failedComment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6338137Also to point out the obvious AWD is a fucking amazing faction for high INT characters. Right up there with the Think Tank factions. So that was a great pick actually. Mary in combat also syngerizes well with high INT you just didn't have the skills and perks yet to unleash her full potential. Katarina would have some nice buffs to apply outside of combat with INT skill like research, engineering, or medicine.Now to point out some strategic mistakes besides being too low a level. #1 prioritise the energy reactors and #2 hide the reinforcements to prevent countermeasures. Even so you would still have likely died given its a high level map and a single good hit from a strong enough foe would one shot you. As in this case you got taken out by a glass cannon assassination stealth crit attack.Also don't forget to archive this thread pls.
>>6338139I'll be honest, I had absolutely no idea what we were doing in there and it would happen again in a similar situation. I felt like we got swept along a bit and did understand it was dangerous, but given we weren't by ourselves or the star of the show did not get a real sense for just how vulnerable we were until way too late.
>>6338141There was only so much I could do to rig things without too blatant, obvious plot armor and in a challenging setting where death of characters is to be EXPECTED and planned around. Staying longer with AWD would have helped a LOT. Same with not rushing into that facility despite the warnings. Cleetus while smart was extremely isolated surrounded by idiots and constantly drunk so he was lacking in character knowledge despite his age.There was no actual time limit otherwise I would have stated as such. Even Dragon and Kraken were planning to take their sweet time, gradually feeling out the facility, which is why they even bothered to take over a nearby bunker and bring ghosts along. They didn't plan to rush into things and wouldn't hesitate to withdraw. Especially since Cleetus gave them a way in and an idea of what objectives they should explore first.They only felt a bit rushed later on since AWD showed up to purge, and they worried about too much collateral damage.Anyway at least now the players know there are serious risks involved no matter what.
>>6338149New thread and don't forget to archive!
>It is January 23rd of the Year 71 of the Cosmic Era>Thread Archive:https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?searchall=Errant+comet>Tip Jars: If you enjoy the writing, consider sparing some dimes if you're able.>patreon.com/Maxwelllallwell>ko-fi.com/maxwelllallwellFrieden Moon, Greencoat Pilot of the Zodiac Alliance of Freedom Treaty (ZAFT) militia enters into potentially the most impactful revolution of the Bloody Valentines War... And so it would be that the War, having entered a standstill. Begins the tentative turn of the page over its outcome
>>6343556>>6343567>>6343971>>6344136>"BAIL!" = 66 (Minour Success)Jumping out of the speeding vehicle, you tumble and roll over asphalt as the Trucks collide by front-ending the side, glass and metal fragments immediately flying off both as one of the driving seat's passengers sent off flying through the windshield.It didn't take long for the gunfire to begin once again as you unsteadily rose for your feet"The cargo's open at the top! Get in and get it moving!" Allan covers for you as he shoots down two men from the following convoy, allowing you your chance to run in and scale up the large container as you rush towards the cockpit.An unrecognizable face greeting you as you forced the jammed cockpit door openComment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6344138(And that's a wrap for the phase, Hope you all liked it and have some happy holidays this season! I'm not sure if I'll continue for the month or wait until next year's eve to come. But whichever case it is. I hope you enjoy it all the same)
>>6344142alright OP. btw I got a lil confused so I'll ask: allan is someone who knew the og grenel, right ? she isn't related to zaft like us ?
>>6344476(Yep, He's an Alliance Soldier who's got a pretty close bond with the actual Grenel Loos. Not to be confused with Mayano, the Spy Frieden was sent to Heliopolis to retrieve)
>>6344142New Thread:>>6344652
Welcome to the Cygnus Sector, officer! Always good to see new people fresh from the Star Academy! I went there myself, you know? I'm sure you read the mission briefing. Here in the Cygnus sector, we are battling the K'tharr, an advanced alien race. Capturing their ships for analysis is what every officer dreams to do. Unfortunatelly, simply surviving an encounter with them is already a challenge.I'm not going to put you in the direct contact line just now. It is time you start commanding more than just training vessels and simulators. You'll get your very own fleet!Of course, it comes with some managerial work. But you sure are prepared for that, from the Academy.The Eagle Alpha Spaceyard (EASY) constructs corvettes and frigates for the war effort. Your starter budget for your fleet is ten million credits. That should be enough for a few decent ships.Your mission is to Secure a mining colony output. There have been pirate attacks lately. They tend to attack near the dates when we send the compressed ore back for refining. This day is approaching, so your fleet shall escort the ships coming back with the cargo. You'll rendezvous with Colonel Frank, who is overseeing the mining operations. Good Luck, Captain!
As the fight rages on, you leave most of your men behind, fighting the pirate crew. About 200 men board the cruiser and slay the defenders.You reach the helm, and your science officer plugs in his portable hacking station to make the system think you are the pirate captain.Luckily, the pirates don't have a very high level security suite on their ship - all your officer had to do was cut off external communications, tamper the records including you as a crewmember, rise you to second in command, and then mark the captain as deceaed.The onboard computer accepts you as the new captain, and you order the cruiser to undock.The cruiser marks all your men as unidentified, and you tell it they are new crew members who just joined.On every corridor of the ship, terminals pop up from the walls demanding the crew members provide their biometrics and state their names and roles for updating permissions.You tell people it is okay and they should do it - give the computer your pirate monikers.Soon, all your crew invent a bunch of pirate sounding names and roles for themselves and they all appear for review. Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6325692Well what I'd like to try is aiming the ship guns at the pirates and demanding their surrender. It sounds like we can't turn the comms on until the computer is disabled, so aim the guns first before shutting it off. Maybe fire a warning shot off into space if theres no danger in that.If that doesn't work grab all the heavy guns the pirates had and call on our other ships to send reinforcements to fight this out.
>>6325692>>6325724Supporting, pirates will lay down their weapons or die. If our men dont survive this neither will they.
>>6325724>>6325774make it so
>>6325724+1
You are Neutralplier.You live in a very spacious house, which is entirety empty except for a pillow, a blanket, and your computer, which you use to blogpost about your daily life.Your day has been largely uneventful. When you woke up, you immediately opened your computer to post about how you just woke up, and also how you stuck a finger up your ass recently but it didn't really feel good, it just felt okay, and that was kind of disappointing. But you're not gay though, you were just trying it out. Also you wish you had a BBC dildo if that matters but you can't afford one.Anyway, a weird rock just crash landed through your roof, and now sits at your feet. It has a strange face carved into it that doesn't look like anyone you've ever seen. You don't feel particularly strongly about this. It's kind of cool, you guess.What do you do?
>>6323152good call
>>6323152No homo, yeah>>6323130Call doordash, wait for them to get here, then forcefeed the doordash wagie to trump since vlodstone won't fit
get out of there asap before the secret service comes and gets your ass
>>6323130go to rotscheilds or bogdanoffs or whoever controls the banks or something
>>6323129TAKE VLODSON TO QUOTE
It is nearing a year since you, The Courier, fought and secured independence of the Mojave from domestic and foreign powers. Mr. House was put on ice, the NCR got sent packing and even the mighty Legion tucked tail and fled back East.Now, the New Vegas Directorate, your new government, faces as many challenges as it does opportunities. Industry is rapidly expanding and agriculture is now firmly established while migrants from around the wasteland flood in looking to change their fortunes. But the Boomer Blight, an engineered plague from parts unknown, is spreading throughout the Wasteland and little looks uncontainable. You continue to walk the line in courting both the NCR and the Legion, seeking to be a stable power between the two warring giants. A new player comes into the picture and he brings with him hundreds of Enclave descendants eager to start again. You have agreed to welcome them into the NVD but time will tell if you can hide their influence from the NCR while keeping other factions happy.With the looming NCR election, the hostile President Kimball seems poised to lose to the unknown Allgood Murphy while Caesar continues to see you as his Augustus, urging greater cooperation between both nations. The one-year anniversary is rapidly approaching and while a grand celebration is planned, existential threats lurk everywhere and with Mr. House on the loose, you can be sure you’ll see him one last time.
>>6356362Still pissed we lost him.
>>6356370Joshua is inarguably the most based of all Courier's companions, temporary or otherwise.
>>6356370The man deserved his rest If it is rest he got...
>>6356360>a very good datura drinksheesh
You’re actually a little ahead of schedule when you return to Freeside the late afternoon right before the final celebrations. Your motorbike is running on fumes as it limps to a front gate, but it got you there. You flag down a Securitron and order it to relay a message to have the bike picked up. Due to Freeside’s size, there isn’t really any one single celebration. Certain neighborhoods are doing their own thing, while others are doing nothing. But you have an idea of where the nexus of activity will be. As you move further toward The Strip gates, the activity increases. Block parties, pop-up restaurants and general merriment. The NVPD keep an eye on any outlandish behavior but overall partake in the festivities. You grab a drink here, a bite to eat there. You dance the salsa with a beautiful young woman and get challenged to an arm wrestle. You get a few curious glances but very few people actually recognize you. As you head towards The King’s School of Impersonation, you do notice a lot more vendors out and about. What you don’t notice are the influx of NCR citizens you were hoping for, but perhaps they’re all closer to The Strip or in New Vegas proper. You celebrate your way up to The King’s Headquarters and are quickly let in. The bar up front is full of Kings and those allowed in while the auditorium is standing room only. On stage surrounded by a live hand, two dueling impersonators are doing their best.Pacer comes up next to you, shouting against the noise. Pacer: HEY COURIER, GLAD YOU COULD MAKE IT TO THIS SHINDIG. [GLAD TO BE HERE. WHERE’S THE KING?]Pacer: THERE’S AN ISSUE NEAR THE FRONT GATES. HE’S DEALING WITH IT. FOLLOW ME. Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
Last time, the Johnny convention came to a close, including the after party. Everyone had a great time, mainly you! Free from the love of your fans, you’re on a quest to make it up with Bagna, who desires cake and nothing more. You guess, anyway, anything to make up for keeping her imprisoned in cloth. To bake the one above all, you sought the ingredients at the nearest convenience store! But you found more than you bargained for, and had a violent encounter with some low tier thugs. Nothing happened to you, but to them? It wasn’t pretty. Mama Bodil dealt with the fallout. Now you’re at the steps of the Prison Party House! You figured this is a good place to bake the dessert, and Lydie wanted to know about Beth. So here you are! But to your surprise, something is afoot, after the former prisoner and actual Pirate Sally opened the door — you noticed a heatwave coming from within the house. It’s summer, but Global Warming doesn’t happen in the entirety of a room.The scarcely dressed sailor takes a moment to come to her senses after breathing some fresh air. She welcomes you!“Ahoy!!!” The melting pirate opens her arms in exuberant excitement! “Welcome, welcome...!” She’s still melting!“Woah! With these attributes, I know why you wanted me to meet Beth in person, my dear trophy! You surround yourself with quality people!” Lydie looks at the bounty of this pirate. “I’m one of Johnny’s greatest admirers, Lydie! Nice to meet you! ”“Huh? Beth? I’m not Beth.” Sally snaps out of her joyous state. “I’m Sally! Nice to meet you though! And, um, I like to admire him too.” Sally returns to her happy ways with an added hint of confusion. She wonders what being an admirer means in this context. “I’m sure you’re here for more than just Beth, right? Come in!”Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
Despite Tiny Kata being wrong for saying that the girls are for you to do whatever you see fit, you think her suggestions are pretty good! Maybe this is something about you that you don’t want to unpack at the moment, but you’re a comfy despot anyway. You’re supposed to have some edge to your character.“I did say I want to cuddle with everyone, but your request has me intrigued.” You play with your invisible beard. “Who will show their best qualities with the role I envisioned? I know!”“Oh~? A spark of inspiration?! I’m looking forward to seeing it in all of its glory!” Lydie gets all giddy!“The Kingdom of Coziness requires Kushi’s presence!” You say your newest loyal decree!Through the curtains, the culinary genius appears...“Chef Ando… How I missed your pleasing visage, even if accompanied by someone else…” Kushi appears to be more affected by the cake than before. “What can I do for you? I’ve been waiting for direction.”“Ms. Kushi? I know little about her aside from her tendency towards culinary critique!” Lydie wants to know more.“Lydie, allow me to show Kushi’s most important qualities!” You know it’s her commitment! “My dear Kushi, will you be my maid?”Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6325582Thanks for running!
>>6325582Thx
>>6325582Thanks for running
>>6325582Thanks for running.
“The Southlands.” That’s what the races of the Northwest call them, as if they were one place—a realm unified under a single nation or people. In truth, the Southlands are a molten mosaic of humans, beastmen, and sundry others flowing over and through each other in coexistence and in conflict. The land itself is a tapestry of desert and jungle, of low savannah and high plateau, where even the Race of Man is far from uniform: the hides of the humans here range from a ruddy tan to a deep blue-black that nearly equals the Drow of Wevenore.Not that you got to see much of it.You are James Efron, Senior Initiate of the Hawksong Mages’ Tower. At your age—twenty-three—you really ought to be a Mage Apprentice. You should be studying in some stuffy laboratory back home in the big city like Izirina Henzler, or maybe taking a practicum under some smaller adjunct Associate Tower like your old pal Testa. But nooo, you craved a life of action, of adventure! ‘<Fireball> is meant for the field!’ you used to boast of your favourite spell. So you’d taken the field, first as a formal Field Researcher and then later as a freelance adventurer-for-hire.And that had led you here. To the Southlands. To this dungeon.It isn’t the cool kind of dungeon, full of monsters to kite and <Chain Lightning> for coin, alas. It’s the kind where Southrons store their prisoners-of-war, for that seems to be the size of your sad situation: a prisoner, at the beginnings of what is shaping up to be a full-scale intercivilizational conflict.The Men of the South may be myriad, but tensions between their ilk and the fairer folk of the Northwest—your homeland, Hawksong’s aegis—have been a unifying cause as of late, and not only for the human races. Relations have been fraying since before you were born, when a sinister cabal of dark-skinned demon-worshippers staged a terrorist attack on the Mages’ Tower itself, assassinating the Archmage and destroying the much-beloved Eternal Fountain.
>>6356627> since the chiffchaff stronghold was literally built on a Hawksong city...Yeah, the votes to avoid a lot of direct negotiation with the locals led that way, though when I say "local races" I mean the Boneyard Gnoll culture, the mephit-worshiping plains-and-mountain beastman traders, etc as well.>You mean the <want> system?Nah, that's a Reptilian Infiltrator throwback, though duly noted! I meant the more complex stat system, party stats, weapon damage rolls, more direct HP tracking, and all that.>ZZ is a much bigger cunt than usualEh, perhaps I overdid it. It was meant to convey stress and displeasure over Jimmy's situation, and annoyance with CZ and her party for breaking the forge at such a crucial juncture.>>6356628>Under the current system someone at skill level 5 has like 1/4 chance of crit per roll and that might be excessive.22.62%, but fair. A 5d20 is meant to be an expert, heroic-level skill. I did notice that with the more detailed damage/HP tracking than past quests, it led to more dramatic turnabouts!>Testa revive was pure charity.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6356608>How did you like your first visit to the Southlands? It's a setting I hope to explore a bit more in future, so I was curious how people's first impressions of some of the local races and religions were?I like the new corner of the world, specially with their more liberal use of demons for contracts>In the quest as a whole, I've gone a bit more in-depth mechanically than in prior quests. Do you feel the mechanics add to the narrative, detract from it, or are you uninterested? Should the balance of crunch-to-narrative change for my next quest?The mechanics seem fine>Related to the above, do you feel the DCs, stakes, and/or consequences are too harsh? I know nobody was happy to lose Hershy, but more broadly: does this quest seem too punishing?unlucky situations aside, the dcs and rolls have been okay for most of the quest>For those of you who have played my other quests: which one's your fave? Does this feel distinct, and does it hold up?I still prefer Seekers of the Esoteric, but this one was nice as well>Is there anything in particular you want to see included in our final Cambion Quest wrap-up, or that I can perhaps answer now?how's tips and izzy doing
>>6356608>How did you like your first visit to the Southlands?Cool, but less than Orient which we saw more of.>Crunch/NarrativeI like it as is. However I don't like the "rolls in the room" as I enjoy seeing them on the topic (or rolling myself)>ConsequencesIt's been harsh : Xoldur... Yeah, that was multiple failures. I can live with that.Murbal and Meadowgrass? Disparitions felt undeserverd.Copperbelt? Rip on a single roll.Hershey? One shot is rough. Matilda/Emperor was cruel.
>>6356728>how's tips and izzy doingdesu, in regards to this and the ask in >>6356627 about other characters who haven't really appeared in this quest, that will probably have to mostly wait for next quest, though I'm happy to answer questions which aren't direct spoilers, and there MAY yet be opportunities to see some of them before then.>>6356740>"rolls in the room"I get that, but for big fights with many rolls, it really gets impractical to roll them all here with 4chan's limited dice-rolling, It would just end up with a wall of posts that are just rolls, or really choppy, piecemeal writing.>Murbal and Meadowgrass?Xoldur's fate essentially sealed Murbal's. Going after her right away (or having her with ZZ) would have given you more options to talk her out of leaving, but as it is she's shamed herself in her own eyes and her people's.Martyn Meadowgrass was 100% going to try to take a break with CZ after the shirin "turned into a cronenberg and had a demonic spiritual experience while riding him" incident, and then seeing his friend turn into a similar monster in death.Tildy and Empy living at all, even with a chance to save them, was more charitable than how the rolls went
>>6356740>>6356728>>6356673>>6356629>>6356628>>6356627New thread is up, btw!>>6356795>>6356795>>6356795
Your name is Feral. You thought you and your bandmates were going to a crazy tour around the world but instead what happened is that you plane crashed midway. You woke up, and the only person you could find is Fred Cobst, your lead singer. Both of you are confused and scared. What do you do?
>>6322015Forgot to attach award
>>6322015find an octopus in the sea to eat the crabs
>>6322015Pray to Gigachad and beg to be saved
>>6322016swing your bwc like a helicopter and fly home
>>6322015reverse fart the ocean water into your asshole and then spray it out your dick shooting the crabs in the face with ocean ass dick water bulletts obviously pinching your dick between shots for maximum blast force
"It was a simple game, downloaded by children with unrestricted internet access in an era long passed. Trends came and went, websites lived and died, and eventually Tricky Treats Online faded from the eyes of the next generation. The children who roamed the instanced streets of Tricky Treats were now adults, and this game -- frozen in time -- were the remnants of their childhood." -From the analysis video "The Real Game that Really Killed" You are Margot Merriweather, a woman of order who - despite being a child at the time - opted to play as a "Grown Up Ghoul" embracing the decoration and design of the in-game "Haunted Houses". After a decade of being away from the game, you decided to make a new character, just to peak in and relive those years for a few moments. Nostalgia was the only thing that seemed to pause your now busy life, so occasionally after getting suitably tipsy you dip into the past. Perhaps in reliving, you gain a further appreciation for the present moment, thus making the seconds more palpable; Or maybe it's pure delusion, and the reality is you're spending your weekend alone again, desperately trying to be a kid. As judgemental as you might feel towards your own desires, you allow yourself to be under this spell, log in to your old account, and add a new profile.Halloween is that one time of year where all the children conquer any social misgivings for the sake of mountains of sweets. This year - however - is different, because among the candy being given, there are sure to be some Tricky Treats!Tricky Inc. threw its hat into the candy business, and their product - Tricky Treats - exploded in popularity. Kids can't get enough, Adults can't get enough, and even the monster under your bed wants that Tricky taste! So what are you waiting for, get out there and do what it takes to snag a bag full!Choose your Class! : >Sugar Gobbler (Ring the doorbell, get the candy, ring the doorbell, get the candy... Wanna trade?)Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6322875>Catch up with your old friend, maybe make some new onesHopefully they don't, uh, kill us.
>>6322875>Spend the night away.
>>6322875>Heed the call of the treats
QM?
Sad...
You're Soijak. You wake up in the morning, expecting to see your wife fucking her bull Tyrone. However, both of them are mysteriously missing. You look out the window into your walkable city, expecting to see people walking and playing Jefre Cantu-Ledesma, but it's completely empty. All the other pods near where you live are empty as well, and it seems like a complete ghost town. What do (You) do?
>>6321957Leave it be and go on Reddit and post on R/196 to ask users what happened
>>6321957Say to him exactly,"CORD CORD CORD YOU'RE BAITING ME SOOT ROOT FROOT MOOT KUZ QUOTE DOX AND RANGEBAN HIM NOOOOW!"
>>6321959You say this (and look like this), but he's already long gone. You're crying out into the wind like a stupid nusoinigger. You know you have to move on.
>>6321971Are you really so lazy you can’t even add images anymore? At least i added raisin related to the story, geg
>>6321971decide to take a shit before moving on. A big one. Decide to keep some in pocket too.
This is the end of the world. It's also the birth of a new one, or an old one, depending on who you ask. Maybe it's more like an overdue arranged marriage. You might not have been fully aware, but the world used to cast a Shadow: a separate realm of spirits, kept away by a barrier that only a certain few were ever meant to cross. Spirits are capricious, rarely logical, and often dangerous beings composed of the essence and energy of all things real; scuttling reflections with their own arcane hierarchies and motivations. But every wall has its rats, and the barrier between your world and the spirit world was no exception. The Beshilu are a nasty manner of demon - derived from and connected to the spirit world, but fettered to the world of flesh, and gifted with many terrible abilities. They massacre and they multiply, and their only desire has ever been to tear down that wall between worlds... to gnaw at its foundations in greater and greater numbers, until the wolves could no longer keep them at bay.They succeeded. Too many tears. Too many crumbling wounds between worlds. The gauntlet was sundered, and when that wall crumbled away, the world of mortals and the world of spirits were merged into one. In those first terrible moments, everyone on Earth could hear a trillion shrill voices screeching out in triumph, and swarms of rats swelled across streets and forests in writhing tides. The fabric of reality is now like a sieve, the threads wavering apart and stretching in new directions; space and time operate differently. The sun no longer rises, or sets, and light instead seems to meander from one place to the next according to whim. Places seem to stir and shift, reacting to their occupants in sometimes unpredictable fashion. The rules have changed, and will likely change more, but things will never go back to the way they were. That was three days ago, and it would be a stretch to say the dust has settled, but you are adjusting to the chaos. You're a survivor, and while you may not fully grasp what's going on, you're not unfamiliar with the supernatural. You are determined to knuckle down and make your way in this fucked up new world....>Cont'd
Rolled 8 + 15 (1d100 + 15)>>6356514Come one, please don't let my roll suck again
Rolled 3 (1d100)>>6356514The dice gods have manifested and they're fucking pissed with humanity!
>>6356735This shit is hilariously ridicolous
Well, the good news is that the 1 I rolled was for the TF:V gunship, so they're fucked. The bad news is that ya'll are fucked too KEK
>>6356535I am putting the +5 on this roll due to their being two without a modifier and no way to specify at this point, that will at least pull this out of the sub-ten nightmare zone. Will work on an update today if I can scrape together some time.
THE DARING CONTINUATION OF JERKCITY VOLUME ON EPISODE IV: A NEW DONG (DIRECTOR'S CUT REDUX REVISED YOU are SPIGOT, useless dope head extraordinaire, on a mission to uh..Shit was was it?
>>6328459>SPICASSERINE OH HOW THINE LONG HOWLS EXCITE THE BROADS>OKAY RANDDEBIEL WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON LIKE WHAT IN THE WORLD (OR WHEREVER WE ARE NOW) ARE YOU DOING YOU HAVE BEEN SCHIZZING OUT THIS ENTIRE TIME AND YOU EVEN YOINKED MY MONEY DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW HARD ATANDT WORKED FOR THAT YOU CORDUROYED ERLEMEYER>LIKE SERIOUSLY, WHAT IS YOUR DEAL>ALSO ASK THE WOMAN FOR HER NAME ONCE AGAIN WE NEED TO KNOW WHERE SHE LIVES WHEN WE ARE TAKING REVENGE FOR OUR FACE FULL OF FLUKEY-ASS CRAP
>>6328465>>6328636COUNTEDDDKINDA BUSY WEEKEND AHEAD BUT BAH GAWD WE'LL FINISH THIS
....Anything happen to you, SpigQM?
OP please come back...
Cityjerkers.... is it over? Did momma raise a flaker after all?(Most likely not, more like a worker if we regard the reasons given)
