The sound of classical music suddenly reverberated throughout the dimly lit laboratory, Monroe already being wide awake in his tent. Though, as he heard the music, his expression slowly turned shocked. He’d keep listening for some time, before hearing Annie mention what was going on. And after some time of thinking about the implications, he finally decided to get up. He’d quickly dress up and left his tent. Once he left, he saw that some of his Diamond Dogs companions were already quite awake. None of the soldiers even acknowledged his presence, Monroe not caring as he focused on the radio which played the music. “What… what’s with the music?” He asked quietly, to which one of the soldiers responded smugly. “Some good news. One of the scientists responsible for this mess was found dead. Annie’s broadcasting about her now and is gonna give a eulogy soon.” Monroe’s heart skipped a beat, him looking at the radio and back at the men. “Who… who died?” He asked quietly, sounding mildly tense as the rest of the soldiers seemed a bit amused. “Oh, that Mona gal. Her body was found to the east by some Blackstar folks.” Monroe would freeze up for a moment, before nodding understandingly. “I see. And they didn’t kill her?”Given the somewhat odd questions Monroe asked, the other soldiers would start getting even more amused. “Duh, they found her body. They didn’t kill her. Why, did you want to find her or something? Are you that desperate for a girl?” One of the soldiers said, the others laughing along. Monroe squinted his eyes, before taking a deep breath. “And where is the body being taken? I presume it’s gonna head upstairs for examination?” The other soldiers remained amused, one speaking even more smugly. “Think so, yeah. I take it her being dead won’t stop you from trying to indulge in her a little bit?” The other Diamond Dogs kept on chuckling, Monroe’s hands turning to fists before trying to calm himself. “I just wanted to maybe see her and question her. She could’ve told us quite a lot about this place, after all.” The other soldiers kept smirking, Monroe clearly hearing their soft mockery and responding in turn. “Of all the groups I had to join. No wonder you morons have never succeeded in hunting a subject, let alone killing one.” In turn, the leader of the group would clear his throat to make his presence known. He was a rather thin yet imposing guy, wearing black combat gear, having silver hair and a mechanical eye implant. He seemed visibly enraged as he looked over at Monroe. “Rich coming from you, given that you’re the most incompetent member of our group. May I remind you of how you fell down that elevator shaft and we had to spend hours saving your worthless ass? That was our biggest mistake by far.” Monroe would try and calm down, before looking a bit away and nodding. “Right, Jack. I am sorry for my little mistake.”
He also brought up something interesting: There was another bunker above this place. It gave you another reason to potentially head upwards. Though given that you still really wanted to find Feng, you didn’t want to get too distracted. He didn’t exactly specify where the bunker was. He just said ‘somewhere above this office’, which didn’t tell you too much. Perhaps it was something Derek could find out with his map. Aside from that, the pages did start going over some of the threatening subjects out there. He mentioned how some subjects had ingrained quirks which made them ‘worrisome’. Whilst most of these seemed to stem from abuse, he did mention something in the latter pages which was a little odd.“… I can imagine Edith using this opportunity to spread her lunatic believes about evolution and subjects among some of the survivors. Hopefully, staff will be smart enough to execute her, alongside the other monsters which have been created down here…” “Edith?” Chrys mumbled confusedly. Seemingly, it was not a name Chrys was familiar with. You hadn’t heard it before either. Laura or the other girls had also never mentioned this subject. The name seemed to make Kamara look a bit confused as well, whilst Morgan looked curiously over her shoulder. “Who’s that?” Chrys would look up at you, before speaking cautiously. “It’s a name this Wilfred guy mentioned. I’ve never heard of her.” Chrys repeated the specific quote the name was dropped in. It was in a section covering the fact subjects broke free and were likely causing chaos. It also mentioned Vinella and a subject called Reika, unfortunately not revealing many details about either. One thing was for sure though. There was a lot more you had to read through and share with the rest of your men about this diary. The weirdest thing about it was how abruptly it ended. You saw some mention of a ‘song’ which Wilfred recognized, him stating that he recognized it.“I think the struggle is finally over. Kaenum’s song must mean that the chaos has ended. If she is singing out in the open, then it has to be safe out there. I suppose I shall see for myself. If anything bad happens instead or it ends up being her instead, I’ll try to go back here as quickly as possible to continue hiding for as long as is necessary. Let’s just hope it won’t come to that.” The next page showed nothing. There was no revelation as to what happened next. The next page didn’t show signs of Wilfred having plans to write anything in it. It just ended with a blank page. At least you knew that Kaenum had passed through here, after singing her song to Wilhelm and Nora to gain their trust. Though that still begged a ton of questions. If Wilfred had indeed found Kaenum through her song, why did he leave the diary here? Why didn’t he take it along if he thought he was about to be saved? And who was this ‘her’ he referred to?
Was there another songbird type subject who was actually a threat? Chrys also seemed a bit blank about who this mysterious ‘her’ was. At least you soon returned to the main lobby area once again, finding the rest of your men also being there soon after. Once you returned, you’d ask Lars, Mike and Zaria to lead the way to the strange tunnels they had found. “Sure thing. Everyone, this way.” Mike said casually, as he would lead the charge. In the meantime, the diary was quickly noticed by some of your men. “What is that file ya got there, Mik?” Thaddeus asked calmly, the rest of your men also looking quite curiously. You gave a quick explanation, mentioning you’d discuss it more in depth once it became time to set up camp again. “Say, what time is it anyway?” Laura asked soon after, stretching her back and letting out a yawn. “Is it almost time to set up another main base around here?” Checking the time, you did find that it was late in the afternoon. You still had time to search a little bit more, though it was clear you did have to wrap up your search sooner rather than later. Fortunately, it didn’t take long for you to reach the place where the tunnels were found. You did have to take quite a few sets of stairs to get up it, as well as going past a long hall containing some larger personal office rooms and storage spaces. But eventually, you’d take a left turn and were met with a tunnel into the concrete walls. Just like the previous, it wasn’t too large and was made rather haphazardly. Rubble piled up beside it and made the thing somewhat cramped. “Yep, that’s just like the one we found before.” Anon would say calmly. Though as you approached it, you saw Anofelis’ eyes widen and her getting incredibly giddy. She’d rush over to it, before looking around it. Without a care in the world, she’d start yelling into it. “ARIKAAAAAAA! It’s me, Anofelis! Are you in there?” Of course, yelling in a facility filled with murderous soldiers and monsters was not the smartest, Mike quickly hissing at her. “Tone it down, Ano! You’re gonna attract literally everyone by yelling like that!” Thankfully, Anofelis was quick to realise her mistake, nodding before whispering loudly into the tunnel. “Arikaaaaa! Are you in there? Arikaaaaa!” Anofelis was like a child pretending to be loud whilst not being allowed to scream from their parents. “Wait, you know who this tunnel belongs to?” Morgan would ask curiously, to which Anofelis nodded. Chrys would also step forward. “Yeah, I recognise it as well. We’ve spotted a similar tunnel to this one before, close-by the green section. These are definitely dug up by Arika, given her affinity for digging and strength. I bet she has made quite a lot of these to move around the place.” Chrys would look inside the tunnel, after which Lars cleared her throat. “There’s another one a bit further down this hallway. Maybe it’s also worth checking out.”
Anofelis did seem quite excited, though it didn’t seem like too interesting of a find to the rest of your men. Laura did seem intrigued, but she also clearly knew there wasn’t much else you could do with these tunnels. Unless if you wanted to send Chrys in there and face the potential risk of her getting crushed, the tunnels didn’t tell you much else. Unless if you decided some of the still functioning drones would do well to go down there and find out. >What do you do next? >Send a drone down one of the tunnels. Maybe it’d lead to some unique place worth investigating? (Write in which drone you’ll use and which tunnel you’ll go through.)>Set up camp here. Perhaps setting up a camp here right now could help in seeing if maybe Arika showed herself. Maybe she travelled through these tunnels and would show herself sometime in the evening.>Ask Anofelis and Chrys for further details about Arika. Both had mentioned her before in a somewhat positive light. What was she like in terms of personality and appearance? Could she be a threat or was she friendly? (Write in your questions.)>Bring up some of your findings from Wilfred’s book to the others. Maybe Laura, Anofelis or Oreas would have something to say about the mysterious Edith, Reika or other folk who were mentioned in the little book? (Write in who you’ll ask and what.)>Move elsewhere. These tunnels were clearly used once and then abandoned by Arika, or whatever other creature may have used them. Besides, there were other far more interesting locations to explore or to set up a base near. (Write in where you’ll head to instead and what you’ll look for there.)>Discuss with your men…>Something else…(At long last, another update. Sincere apologies for the lack of them for the past three days. I hope to maybe get some out during the weekend, and will definitely try to get a ton out next week before I go on holiday.)
>>6051819>Ask Anofelis and Chrys for further details about Arika. Both had mentioned her before in a somewhat positive light. What was she like in terms of personality and appearance?How long is she really? What's her personality like beyond being nice? How's her tunnelling compared to Anofelis? And what might she be doing or aiming for other than just digging aimlessly?>Bring up some of your findings from Wilfred’s book to the others. Maybe Laura, Anofelis or Oreas would have something to say about the mysterious Edith, Reika or other folk who were mentioned in the little book?Just do they recognise these names? If so, who are they, where might they be and are they dangerous?>Move elsewhere. These tunnels were clearly used once and then abandoned by Arika, or whatever other creature may have used them. Besides, there were other far more interesting locations to explore or to set up a base near.Those tunnels are deathtraps and we'll just lose our drone or anyone sent in. It's likely these tunnels go all over the place and are more likely than not to be abandoned - she shouldn't be anywhere near this section based on last known intel in the MGE - but we can leave a few small, light, surreptitious objects like some bits of scrap paper or plastic wrapping at the exits and come back later to see if they've moved. Not even worth leaving a trailcam for.I've mostly forgotten where we were actually planning to go before we got sidetracked by the service tunnel and these offices. In lieu of prior plans, I want to search for a route down to sweep the lower floors for Feng's lair. I'm going to go nuts if we don't find some sign of it soon.
>>6051819backing >>6051896
beep beep beep this is the sound of success knocking on the door, the beating of your clone's heart. ba-dump ba-dump ba-dump and this is your own.
>>6032876Great job, QM. Thank you for hosting this game and all the work and thought you put into it! I had a lot of fun, and you inspire me!
>>6032878Because of all the fucking mold around the house, the lazy bitch.
>>6032876Thanks for running, it was a treat to have you back again making a quest
>>6033522That explains it. Our main character's lifespan is already assured with how dexterous and cleanly he is compared to the original. We had TWO different "clean up the shitty room" gifs for crying out loud.
>>6033798Yeah hopefully they go around and deep clean the house post quest because that black mold everywhere is 100% going to kill him like it did the original otherwise. Regardless great quest and look forward to whatever else you decide to do in the future.
The ground shook.Bullets ricocheted off of metal beams. Explosions ripped across the concrete floor.Inside the abandoned warehouse, you hunker down behind stacked steel crates. Small rays of sun leaked through the holes of the roof. Some mercs engaged in melee combat, locking in blades and trading blows. You pop out, letting off some shots then quickly sink back into the cover. This was your life. And your life sucked.A stray grenade landed on your lap. You take the risk of throwing it back, thankfully, the grenade landed on the second floor office through the window. The office lit in a flash of light as a bellowing explosion obliterated the office’s interior. “Just hand over the goods and I won’t kill you!” Your client said. Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6050415>>6050113To Hanfu We Go
Guan Dao City, Hanfu. Past the busy docks, you took a ride into the city. Tile roofs, circular archways, sliding doors, circular windows, hung lanterns, rickshaws, all wrapped by a bustling population. Flower petals rained as a gentle wind swept the streets. Nature did not compete against civilization, but intertwined harmoniously, like brothers who never separated. Your inn was located past the market district, a narrow street full of vendors showing off their wares. You saw diverse people walking the streets, though most were merchants or mercs. “Hey big guy, how about some xiaolongbao? I make it cheaper for you!”“Try some silk to replace your tie!”“We got emeralds and ivory all for a fair price!”Hanfu represented the root of many eastern sovereignties, and most untouched by modern civilization despite being the largest of the east. No one knew why the emperor and his council chose to remain this way, but the people here seemed content. You buy some dan juan, egg cookie rolls as you do some light window shopping. At the end of the vendor street, you finally see your new base of operation for this job: The Crouching Tiger Inn.At the entrance you see a group of men and women dressed in various traditional Hanfu clothes consisting of long sleeves, robes and generally long garments. They had a look of The receptionist and the man in charge spoke in their native language. Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6051712Intriguing...Thanks for running! Do you know how to archive your thread on suptg?
>>6051723Oh right, I'll go do that, I've read some stuff there so I think I know how
It is now archived, and don't forget to check out other questshttps://fiction.live/stories/The-Iscariot-Contingency-Holliday-s-Rhapsody/MQE8uDQkBDzAJrz9uIt is the same quest but in this one, Holliday is in good standing with the Liao Clan and received a job to protect the Sixth Daughter of the Liao Clan during a peace talk. https://fiction.live/stories/The-Iscariot-Contingency-Counter-Idols-/muTH8Np6vv3NTwzFy[][][][][]In Counter-Idols, you play as Konstantine Ipsilantriss, a student in the Adonis Flos Academy, an all-girls school for society's elite. After an incident during a field trip, you become a mercenary idol, fighting with both guns and concerts. Please give it a read if you are interested. I will post a new thread soon.
The old continent suddenly sunk into the seas! You barely survived the wrath of the waves. You find your fellows fishermen now stranded in the middle of the ocean."Where should we go now?"You heard there are other lands to the east and to the west, continents of brutish creatures which your people had thus far avoided.But you must head towards them! For the only survivors of your race are a few male fishermen. Though you could survive in the sea fishing, your race would die out.You can't let it happen because:> Your race are Earthshapers and can manipulate earth with their minds> Your race has Lightning Control and can generate and manipulate electricity> Your race are Illusionists and can create lifelike illusions that fool the senses> Your race can attain Spirit Form and temporarily possess other beings> Your race are Arcanists and possess imense raw magical power
>>6034152+1, they seem friendly
>>6034152>>6034299"Let's go look for the mermaids, they seemed friendly. Go see if you can find that friendly mermaid again, Dyshon."You dispatch Dyshon to go look for the mermaids. After a couple days on the sea, he returns."I have found the mermaids, there were three of them this time, they were swimming around with a bunch of dolphins. One of them began singing and I fell on the water and was about to drown, but then a fight broke out amongst them!""A couple mermen carrying coral tridents showed up. They separated the fighting mermaids and the group spoke for a long time. It seems the male mermaids were scolding them. The mermaids and one of the merman disappeared into the ocean and the remaining one just kept staring at me while I swam back to my boat. As I made my trip back, I noticed he was following me.""I wonder why there were guards so close to those mermaids.", says Ceryn."I suppose they might be some kind of nobility. Allowed to go where the other mermaids cannot. They might have laws against contacting non mermaids.", says Zeren.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6037381>Tell Dyshon to learn the mermaid's language>Tell Dyshon to gift the mermaids a knifeIf only one’s possible then just the language learning.
>>6037381Gifting a knife could be misinterpreted as a threat.>Learn the Language
>>6037617>>6037381Yeah, you’re right. Sticking with just the language learning too.
The year is 298. King Robert Baratheon reigns from the Iron Throne. You find yourself in Westeros, a nobleman from a minor house. Where is it that you call home?>The North: Ruled by House Stark from Winterfell.>The Riverlands: Ruled by House Tully from Riverrun.>The Vale of Arryn: Ruled by House Arryn from the Eyrie.>The Westerlands: Ruled by House Lannister from Casterly Rock.>The Reach: Ruled by House Tyrell from Highgarden.>The Stormlands: Ruled by House Baratheon from Storm's End.>Dorne: Ruled by House Martell from Sunspear.>The Crownlands: Directly controlled by the Iron Throne, with King's Landing as its centerpiece.>The Iron Islands: Ruled by House Greyjoy from Pyke.
>>6029217>Order your maester to treat him, but actually "Treat" him in a way so that his demise will appear as the result a tragic feverSo hypocratic oath in westeros
>>6029218>>6029219>>6029220You pause, looking down at him. "Ensuring a complete victory takes time," you say coldly. Without another word, you stab him in the heart, finishing the job, and tell your men that the heir of House Crowl was already dead when you found him.The battlefield falls silent, save for the groans of the dying. Your men begin to gather, waiting for your next command. You stand tall, surveying the scene. The Crowls and Stanes are no more, their power shattered, their lines extinguished."Clear the field," you command. "We return to Kingshouse." As your men carry out your orders, you feel a sense of grim satisfaction. With House Crowl and House Stane extinguished, House Magnar is now the only power in Skagos. You have successfully completed your objective of establishing a new order. The stoneborn clans are now united under a single, strong leader, creating a more cohesive and powerful Skagos.All of Skagos is now under your banner. You, Hardrada Magnar, are the undisputed Lord of Skagos.>[END QUEST]
>>6029223Nicely done
>>6029223Nice - a quest that actually ends! Well done QM
>>6029223Well that was a fun little romp, thanks QM
It's the early days after the War of Northern Aggression, to many all over known as the Civil War. The Lincolnite yankees have ravaged towns and villages, recruited runaway slaves of all backgrounds both of full negro, halfbreed, and quarter blood to their ranks. That isn't to say some of these noble tar skinned folk didn't stay loyal to their masters and free white men of the South, but the yankees capitalized on the network of runaway slaves aided and abeited by their uppity Quaker co-conspirators from up north to spread rumors of how joining the invading Yankee army would automatically guarantee them a better life without the benevolent and God fearing guidance of their masters. Even those that hadn't owned slaves and were enterprising white citizens of the South that got things done on their own, they too were now deeply effected by the defeat and so called "Reconstruction" of our once great society. The negroids, now emancipated legally will inevitably seek vengeance on all free white men and to impose upon us a tyranny we couldn't even conceive of and the carpet baggers know this and don't care at all.But worry not, my fellow Sons and Daughters of Dixie, for an underground resistance is forming, a sacred order loyal to the Old South that will one day see it's victory over the federal government and it's evil descimation of Southern society. Take a stand, join the Ku Klux Klan!>To join, enter your character's information like so>Name>Age>Lore>The GM will post story progression and set goals and objectives voted on by the players>Outcomes will be determined by dice+2d6
>>6030992I think you replied to the wrong guy but it's hard to tell, try to relax anon.Grand DQ Blizzard Wizzard QM, how's the update coming along?
Rolled 84 (1d100)The quest was rated as an F in the /qtg/. Knowing they are a bunch of Discord faggots, I came to take a look, and I see it's awesome.
>>6031281the problem is that QM dissapeared so we haven't much going on
>>6030943I'll have you know I shower regularly.>>6031409This quest may fade in due time, but the carpet bagger menace will never keep us down.
>>6034143Fun fact: Ulysses S. Grant, during the Northern Occupation, noticed so many j-boys coming down as carpetbaggers that he banned them from crossing the border into the South.
The year is 2021. Ten years ago, Fortune City was razed by military firebombing after a zombie outbreak caused by a reality-show host, Tyrone King, and the backing of the pharmaceutical giant PhenoTrans. This was the third major zombie outbreak, following Las Vegas & Willamette, Colorado in years prior. Thanks to the effort of brave souls like photojournalist Frank West and former motocross champion Chuck Greene, the truth has come to light and those responsible have been prosecuted. PhenoTrans, behind the creation of the zombie infection suppressant Zombrex, has been forcibly dissolved... but for many, the nightmare is not over. Tens of thousands of zombie infectees live among the common populace, who still rely on Zombrex to prevent turning. While the days of buying single syringes for extortionate prices are over, a new kind of financial woe has striken them. Large neck-installed Zombrex chips are now mandatory for all infectees, with small capsules slotted inside. While discussions arose about the subsidisation of this medical element, the United States government ultimately decided that Ouroborous Medical, a highly succesful pharmaceutical company, would be entrusted with the sale of these capsules with strong oversight and regulation. Unfortunately for the infectees, this still meant spending large amounts of money for the luxury of not dying. Those who refused the chip and relied on leaked recipes for the old, syringe-injected Zombrex were branded 'illegals' and face imprisonment or even death if caught - President Sonya Paddock deemed them 'an unthinkable threat to national security' in an infamous speech.Amidst the tumult of modern times, you exist. Who are you?For all intents and purposes, this quest replaces Dead Rising 3 & 4 in the timeline. If you're a Dead Rising 3 fan and this annoys you, fair enough, that game has decent elements, but you gotta accept that the story is pretty bad. If you're a Dead Rising 4 fan, I encourage you to try playing the game and then return to the quest feeling a sense of relief that this is the case.
>>6035924+1, we can shove a drill into a zombie or two no prob
>>6035866>>>Head towards the security room and offices
>>6035866>>Head towards the security room and offices
>>6035866>Head towards the security room and offices
A lot has happened these past few years for your kids, Sophia finally left to live on her own, Ana is experimenting with mutated wildlife parts, and Aleksander failed his school year.You also killed some girl who wanted revenge because you apparently killed her parents 20 years ago, but you'd rather not talk about that.Also, Etsy just spent 10 million on upgrading Last Resort. She said 'you weren't doing anything with the money anyway', which might be true, but you tell her to at least pass transactions to you first, and she begrudgingly agrees.You wouldn't say you've been neglecting her, but maybe you should spend more time with her.---15.25M+300K (Investments)-360K (Yearly costs)-Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
I'm going to miss having Etsy as a wife and this sort of thing.Thank you for running QM!
It's been good life with Etsy. We may not have done everything we wanted, and one of our kids may not have turned out as well as we hoped, but in the end, we managed to get two lonely losers to create a happy family and have a long life together. Not many other quests can claim that.I'll be waiting to see what your next quest will be about.
>>6031834Wew lad, that was great.Thanks for the whole stuff.>>6031911>Ana could've, and I hate to say it, turned out a little incestuous.Hey, it was your idea in the end :^)But honestly, I'm glad of the path our kids took.>>6032331I'll be honest, man, that quest began before a big (bad) change in my life, and reading it, our struggles, and our successes kinda helped me push through the worst part of mine. So glad you stuck to it. And I still think it's pretty good, so take pride in it, will you?Looking forward to the next one.
>>6033448I'm glad it helped, and it's true I shouldn't put down what I make too much. I think sometimes I like to treat my drawings and what I create like kids. Sometimes your kids don't turn out how you want them to be, or they aren't as good as you wished they were, but they're here and once posted they're living a life of their own now, having their own impact outside your control. I think Curse Carrier Etsy edition did have a good life, and I'm proud of it in the same way a parent is proud of their child.As for the bad change in your life, I can't pretend I know what your life is like, but I know how hard it can be to recover from near rock bottom, so I'm happy I could help in whatever small ways I could.
>>6033655Thank you for running.
You are William and still in one piece after a disastrous encounter with a drug dealer turning what was supposed to be a shakedown of information into a short chase turned ambush. Getting torn apart and crippled for a few days before deciding to join their resistance group to avoid losing all your equipment. Learning some bits of the world and Black Arbiters before moving on to the main threat of a meeting.
>>6051286>Battlefield conditionsOne civilian on the ground going into shock from the pain.Empty street and in front of an apartment so extra civilians hiding inside are expected. The gangsters have no cover and unalerted.-write-in-No magic to avoid Betty or survivors seeing your work and go all natural with just cantrips and rush them down before a mage comes by.- Approach them along the street avoiding eye contact to get as close as possible and pop action surge when they try to halt you cast Misty Step to be behind them and pincer them with Virgil as waits behind a corner ready to rush in.- Give Virgil Prisma robes, cast Pass Without A Trace, and with Virgil target the strongest looking gangster. part 2
>>6051287I thought this was a night operation...Have both of us Virgil and William use the pass without trace. ( it can target multiple people. )And we can misty step and gank another. With our shadowblade.>shadowblade>Wait a turn.>Misty step>2 fighter attacks +1(GS +1d8) + action surge +2 fighter attacks(5)Preferably misty to someone in shadows or darkness.
>>6051309+Give Virgil Prisma robesOops forgot to paste in first post.
>>6051287-No magic to avoid Betty or survivors seeing your work and go all natural with just cantrips and rush them down before a mage comes by.A couple of reasons for this. Ome we domt want info of this going to mages from survivors or give out more clues to Betty. Secomd if we need magic to take out a Mook what about the other more numerous guys. Third magic is a limited resource and so is action surge.If we need to spend so many resources on a Mook then we can't take a whole org.
>>6051322>>6051309So guys should I just roll a d2 between both of your choices for every tie? I can but it kinda seems wrong to decide every vote on a roll.
You are Lorinda de Lindan, princess, weapon autist, and inquisitor-in-training. You’ve joined a secretive organization that hunts Strangers, dangerous people from a dimension known as “Earth,” to stop them before them, and their Cheat Skills wreak havoc across your kingdom.Recently you’ve infiltrated what is likely the most secure place on the planet, a Stranger’s artificial island filled with technology you can barely comprehend. Or it was secure before you rammed an exploding boat into its metallic walls. You’ve managed to sneak around with the help of your fellow inquisitor-in-training and registered Stranger, Marie Sarodieu. At the same time, the rest of your five-man party is MIA in the sci-fi city you’ve found yourselves in. Currently, you and Marie are fighting for your lives against a female golem while racing to kill the Stranger in his massive skyscraper. Archive: https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=The%20Isekai%20InquisitionDon’t bully me about fucking up the title of the last thread, please.
>>6051122>>6051292+1lmao
>>6051292Fuckit, might as well make a reference anons may or may not get.>”Goddess, you hit me! Not even my own father hit me!”
>>6051292+1
>>6051124>Circulate the magic inside your body and prepare to cast something [What?]can't we just open up a pit beneath a carpet on the floor, let her step forward and then let her fall down it if weapons can't hurt her? Gravity and hard to get out of...
I just realized, what exactly was that “rather loud crunch”? Is Alyssa okay, or did she get taken out?
How did it come to this? How did we fall so far? The world was ours; we were its masters, and look at us now. Look how we have been so denigrated and reduced. Like sand slipping through fingers, it is gone, lost, never to return. The sense of order and beauty and balance of this world dead, slaughtered by these barbarian’s unstoppable conquest. Nothing was spared from this annexation; their march, like the passage of time, was unstoppable. Their flags flew upon the ruins and rubble of our once mighty empires. One human caused this, small and terrified, fleeing the laws of his kin, flew into the chasm of the ancient mountain, Maar. Humans were a lesser race, a faulted design of the god Fanduil, a peoples that were unable to command the potency of magic. His small, emaciated frame slivered through the crack until he was deep within the core of the mountain. There, he found a giant with chunks torn from his flesh, suspended by chains of flames eternally gnawing at his blackened and burnt skin. Golden blood flowed from the giant’s wounds, creating vast pools of liquid gold. Falling to his knees before the great figure, the human submitted himself and swore fealty to the chained god. Two gifts were granted to the human for a price. The first: a long hollow tube, filled with an explosive powder and a sphere of lead. The second: knowledge to replicate the creation. The human returned to his tribe, gun in hand. After killing a soldier trying to apprehend him, his people shrunk into the shadows, fearing his supposed magic. He shared the invention gifted to him and became the prophet of the shackled god beneath the mountain. The price for these gifts were simple and fair for giving the humans a chance to free themselves of the ancient and magical races that dominated them. All the humans had to do is accept Aldur as their god and free him from his chains. With the new weapons they spread, marching out with gun and cannon, butchering those beings that used to prey upon them. Born from success, their land and number swelled. Not yet were they able to challenge the ancient elven empires, but the orcs, giants and minotaurs were felled in a hail of lead. The human race, united under the banner of Aldur, zealously worshipped their liberator god, and with their belief, his shackles shattered under his renewed strength. Vengeful, Aldur walked among his adopted people and led them to war. A wave of humanity flowed out, killing and torching everything in their path. Pleas slipped from the lips of many races to the gods, begging for the power to save them. But the gods were too slow, too disorganised, blinded by their own squabbles.
>>6044301that or we have still-"births" using our shapeshifting powers if we can manage or it simply never bares fruit.>>6044304question is how well we can manage this baking trickery we can easily outlive hugo but not the political upheaval as it would signal a clear death keel of the elf race with us being a symbol
>>6044264Thanks for running OP. Any ETA for the next thread?
>>6044510We will see, really depends on how stressful work is when I move.
>>6044475We can magically plug his balls too
>>6044377>>6044379>>6044301I don't know why all of you are so content with having kids, or marrying long term.Marry him on the twelfth month, after we've had a spy shadow him for the last 11th and take his place, perfectly replicating his position for us. Marry, have no kids, have him tragically die in a couple years, with another "human" who is more then willing to take up his assests. After he "tragically" dies, we marry and actual elf.the end.
Archive:http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=Tuffle%20Quest>You are Son Peppa, Son Gohan, and Izumi Mahogany, children of Earth’s heroes, Maple, Goku, Acer, and Chi-chi>“Canon” has taken a radical shift from the series’ norm, you’re just one part of it, and things could go even further off the rails from here>Mechanics and character details in the pastebins here:Peppa: https://pastebin.com/CthBLkBCGohan: https://pastebin.com/RJtByX4RIzumi: https://pastebin.com/uWF2f0EZComment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6051412Thanks for keeping on!I have two questions for you, might get more, but these came first:This thread you did a lot of twists that were seen as very unlikely references but were woven together in an intricate rug. Did we ever manage to pull that rug out from under you?I wanna play you at Budokai Tenkaichi 4. Which platform are you getting Budokai Tenkaichi 4 on?
>>6051411>"Izumi has a point, young man.” Zelos states.You birdbrain! >saying our full name around Ryuno who only knows as us Princess IzzyThe OPSEC on this mission is a shitshow...Thanks for running! All this lore and build-up has me wanting to see the next thread already! But there were a lot of times this thread where people said they had meant to do one thing but another thing happened, but the only thing for it is a "Sorry." It keeps happening, so instead of falling down stairs all next thread is there a way we can format write-ins better for you?
>>6051515Given that most previous threads tended to go by fairly smoothly, even with some elaborate write-ins, I don't think the write-ins are the problem, but having some more clarity in what is actually part of the write in shouldn't be too hard to accomplish.Like, this:>E. Something Else?>"Giru, world's smallest violin for that sob story."Gets tone, intent, and dialogue across fairly succinctly.Likewise this:>E. "Giru, world's smallest violin for that sob story."Is basically the same thing.However, something like this:>E. Something else?>Do not believe his lies!Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6051887snrkI'll try to keep that in mind although it's a bit awkward to balance making a joke with explaining what you mean with it. I guess that is the kicker, making a joke that the QM and other players Get without having to explain it.
>>6051891Then again I was serious with that dance so it wasn't a joke? Yeah, I needed to be more obvious about teasing so people could see it plain and those opposed to it could shut it down from the get-go.>>6051887I find it kinda funny to play Sansa to his Daenerys, just stonewalling his attempts to polish his image, but to be honest I don't know what to think of Ryuno yet. So my plan with the unknown is to trust him to help us along only as far as we can get to chucking him at his dad. We only have his word and Zelos' desperation to go off of, so we could do with more character witnesses since the title of "Savior" sounds way better when other people call you it.It has been a while since we've been suspicious of someone this hard and we've kept them at arms length, so it'll be interesting to see how that plays out aaand we're trying to talk things out with Possessed Hado. Izzy, why you ackin so cray cray?
With the Supreme Kai of Time Chronoa dethroned, the Demon God Dumplin beaten, and Karn's whole family now able to live in his timeline, things have been looking up for the Saiyan General. But all good things can't last forever. And when conflicts arise between deities, mortals are inevitably caught in the crossfire. Does Karn, the Berserker God possess the strength to protect his family, people, world and reality from their fickle nature? Or are the beings above mortal ken also beyond mortal reproach? This outcome may be up to you.You the players control Karn, wielder of the mighty Berserker Soul. Granting him the power to fight against gods and other divine beings, to resist their influence and strengths. From his lowly beginnings as a Saiyan Brawler with a sub-3000 powerlevel in Age 733, only a few years into his time as a member of the PTO, he has now become the strongest Saiyan of his time. With the power of the Berserker God, combined with That Which Should Not Be and having devoured a soul born of the Abyss itself, his strength is now unlike anything before seen in his reality. But will this newfound strength be enough to overcome the threats headed his way? Only time will tell, your choices can spell the difference between success and failure.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 here: 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 first three correctly-rolled diceComment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6041440Fair.>>6041450Not quite. She's immune to FIRE, not nuclear fusion firing radiation through an atmosphere. If she were, she couldn't go Oozaru after all.>>6041515Unless the artist AI'd it from the lines all the way up.>>6041559Fair.
Soon.
>>6041065og artist of this, I will make an updated version of this with our current (and best) Caulifla if you guys want it
>>6042211that would be pretty cool
It is TIME! >>6042234
Last time, you returned to your apartment after a delicious breakfast at Carol’s house. Being in a good mood, you chatted with your less hostile Slob Dragon, until your apartment wall collapsed after she (the Slob Dragon) threw a bouncy ball at it. The fact that it didn’t collapse before just shows that no one has ever leaned on it since you’ve been here. The newfound hole doesn’t lead outside even if it should since your apartment is at the edge of the building, how mysterious.You’re thinking this is a cool discovery only not to cry! Your poor home! You never thought you’d get attached to this dump, but now you’re heartbroken!…Both of you are gobsmacked by what has just happened. Deep silence fills the room as the dust clouds dissipate in the air. You can feel it, Suan De cannot believe how unlucky she is.“Meow.” Bradford Jr. asks if everyone is okay. He’s on your shoulders, guarding them from danger. You silently nod.Doesn’t matter how long you stare at it, the place is going to stay the same if you don’t do anything.What do you do?>“I wasn’t expecting that.” Diffuse the tension by saying something.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
“You don’t have to worry about that. I have a plan.” You adjust your glasses. Since you’re trespassing, you were planning on turning invisible together to leave the building.“That’s all well and good, but I must insist on staying as we are. I simply can’t risk it! Pesky rumors inundate my daily life already, and I don’t want to add more to the pile.” Despite her politeness, Ichie has little to no faith in you. “I know status isn’t something that you have to think about every day, but I do! And it’s important to me! I have a future to think about.”“Ichie, what reputation? I saw you rummaging through garbage.” You argue. “It’s all fine though, with my idea, that won’t ma—”“That’s exactly what I’m talking about! This is the type of gossip that I don’t welcome!” Ichie didn’t like being told that she’s a trash goblin. She welcomes other types of gossip? “Why would *I* be looking inside a dumpster? It doesn’t make any sense, even if it’s well known that the majority of poverty-stricken people don’t appreciate what they have and throw it away!”“But I saw you.” You frown. It’s getting annoying to you how she keeps doing what she can not to look directly at you.“You’re mistaking me for someone else. I’m a fashionable individual whose style is the envy of everyone around me, it stands to reason that I have a copycat out there.” Ichie proudly says.“Nope, I’m 100% sure it was you.” You shake your head. You’re an expert.“Listen, it wasn’t me! You’re insinuating so many bad things about me, but you were so kind just a moment ago! So stay on your best behavior like I know you can!” Ichie doesn’t appreciate the truth. “I know societal expectations of men are hard on you, but I shouldn’t be the target of your hostility. Ghostly possessions and trash rummaging? Oh, please!”Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6028875“You’re not part of this friendly conversation, so please stay quiet.” Ichie politely tells your dragon off. “You see, Johnny, it’s because I’m in this position of privilege that I can extend my hand towards you, and help you become the best version of yourself! So if you want my help, be a little patient.” Ichie sounds aggressive. “But you are not.” You continue being honest. “And this is my plan.” You grab her arm and make your hand and her arm invisible.“HUH?!” Ichie can’t deny this!Sadly this is all we have for this week’s thread, thanks for playing! And see you next time!
>>6028880See you, QM. Can't wait to ask Ichie if she's still attending Piss Town, or ask Nariko, Phoebe and Eloise about her.
>>6028880Thanks for running!
>>6028880Thanks for running
"Whatahell was that?""We were caught into some sort of hyperstorm, Admiral! We are lucky to have survived the jump!""How long until the storm subsides?""We don't know, Admiral! It is the first time we see something like this. It is offcharts! We never detected a hyperstorm even a tenth of the intensity of this one!""Damn! We will have to orbit somewhere around here and acquire food for the troops. What planets are in the nearby system?""Our sensors detect three planets within the Goldilock zone. One of them has artificial structures, seems to be inhabitted."You're Admiral Alex P. Nuz (the P stands for Pegma), more known as Admiral Nuz.You command a spacefleet composed of 80 vessels (the flagship, eight destroyers, twenty drone carriers, a refuelling ship, ten transport ships and forty light scout ships). The fleet is mostly unscathed, though some ships report heavy damages to their sensors, and the energy levels of the reactors is very low.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6025347>>6025235"Contact all cities. We will trade for food.""I beg your pardon? That's... very irregular, admiral...""That's a direct order!""Alright. Preparing to contact the natives."We dispatch three scout ships into the planet. The scouts transmit their encounters with the natives in real time.The scouts that head to the smallest city find a population immersed on what seems to be prayer. They seem to hold public prayers many times a day. Apparently they try to live in communion with nature. Their lands have enormous amounts of what we believe are edible plants. They don't seem to need to do much work, they just grab some plants and eat them when they are hungry.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6026959>bomb the largest city and demand tribute
>>6026959>Have the scouts land and contact the largest cityThe more people the city has, the less they’d probably need to strain their resources to take us in…assuming they welcome us in the first place.
>>6027016Support.Hold off on telling the crew about the- festivities- I do not want a repeat of that one ship that had its crew taring off nails to get frisky.
>>6027072What is that in reference too?
