Past Thread: >>6358928Archive: https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=MissvalGeneral Pastebin: https://pastebin.com/5hFQZtc3Character Sheet: https://pastebin.com/76f3BmBxTwitter/X account for important announcements, contact and stuff: https://x.com/MissvalQM (I’m also in the /qst/ discord)—---------Your name is Shelly Suzume. You are, were, a Huntress from Haven Academy. A lot of things have happened to you. Apparently, you were the recent victim of what could be considered an 'accident,' where you fell into a contaminated Grimm pool. You died, of course. Quite a few times, actually. Fortunately for you, an enigmatic girl with powers related to life and death was there, helping you out along the way.After the fifth or sixth death you were finally stable enough to stay alive. However, your body is changed now as a result. You have a pair of malformed, small wings on your back, a tough, slimy Grimm left arm, and some quite unsightly veins that extend towards your left eye. Other than that? You look quite good! Mostly. (Being positive here is quite helpful.)Saying you're now half-Grimm would be… difficult to justify. You can feel what they feel, in the sense that you can sense negative emotions just like they do, and, in a sense, you're drawn towards them. You feel what they feel. Fortunately, you still have a conscious mind protecting you from going fully feral.Your Semblance works, somewhat. However, it appears that you can't use it without overloading your targets with a certain… energy that is quite painful and violent. You can't control it yet, but, well, at least you're alive, right?Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
A few signals from your base picked up something strange. One of your secondary minds checked, and found nothing out of the ordinary. Maybe some stray probing from the Spiders testing your security? Sure. Nothing important.You'd already searched Atlas's database before and found their inventory of technology that could help Sora. Industrial-quality stuff. Not exactly medicine, more like mechanical supports meant for soldiers wounded in combat. Still experimental, which was why the camp didn't have much of it, but that would still be excellent. You could inspect it, modify it with Cerise, fiddle with it, test it.The camera feed you had on Shelly flickered off and on for a moment. Were the Spiders really trying to mess with you? Nah, maybe they were just curious about what Shelly wanted. Meddling in your affairs, as usual. You'd just find their ID and kick them off the-Well, that was odd. There were no additional IDs on the feed. No entrances, no sudden exits. A ghost ID? No, that couldn't be right. You were in control of the Atlas systems. So why did the camera flicker now? Hardware interference?A signal near the headquarters pinged again. The Spiders again? Bold of them, still trying to worm into your network. Not only were they meddling around the edges of your operation in the Atlas camp while you were actively helping them, they were also trying to locate you? Heh. Funny bastards.Your secondary minds could handle it. You had a bad feeling about this, but you let your other identities deal with it for now. You and your primary mind needed to stay focused on Shelly.There she was. Inside a large, hangar-like warehouse, Atlas's main base of operations, where inventory was stored and soldiers maintained their gear between training runs. By taking control of one of the cameras, you could see her. Still surrounded by soldiers, it seemed. For a moment she glanced up, toward the camera. Did she know you were watching? She looked away again, her eyes tracking the other cameras in the warehouse. Nah, probably just instinct.The feed cut out. Well, not exactly. The feed was still active, but you couldn't see anything. What? Atlas's systems were reporting fine. If there was a visibility problem, it was on your end. From your own base. What was going on?Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
You took a peek at all your security. It all looked fine. Perfect, even. But the clear malfunctions meant something was going on. Something strong, since not even your alternate minds working together could push it off. No matter how much you scrubbed the signal and reshuffled it, it always seemed to drift right back to normal.Oh. So that was it. Someone had gotten in and masked their intrusion with an exact replica of your own signal. There was only one realistic way that could've happened. They were pulling a direct feed off your systems and mirroring it into theirs. Manual work.Someone was tapping directly into your feed through some method, using some tool, you didn't yet understand.---- "I think it's coming from the southeast. Someone's trying to overwhelm every network in the district, or maybe even the city. We got hit, and now they're trying to get in manually. Manual injection of info. Let me take a look at-"Now that was how it was done. You could secure the network around your home and its surroundings through internal data-side means, but protection from physical interference from the outside? That was another matter entirely. Posting guards around normal data lines or towers would be far too suspicious, so staying incognito had always been your best bet.Had been. Now it was biting you in the ass. Fucking spiders. Were they double-crossing you?You checked the cameras across the noble district. Not many of them were active, since the district was mostly abandoned, but a handful were still under your control. Good, and bad. That meant the attack was focused specifically on your network, not the whole district. Nothing... They were showing empty streets.How the fuck were they getting access into your network?Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
Rolled 2, 2, 4 = 8 (3d10)>>6450927
Rolled 4, 4, 9 = 17 (3d10)>>6450927
Rolled 10, 6, 5 = 21 (3d10)>>6450927
>It is February 7nth of the Year 71 of the Cosmic Era.>Previous Thread>>6382068>Thread Archive:https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?searchall=Errant+comet>Tip Jar: If you enjoy the writing, consider sparing some dimes if you're able.>ko-fi.com/maxwelllallwellFrieden Moon has embarked, prematurely, once again into the close expanses of Alliance Controlled Space, nearby a region that had been the sparking incident to the great tragedies and bloodshed of the Bloody Valentines war... With an objective as grave as it is important. For Lacus Clyne has disappeared in the surroundings of the Junius Seven Ruins.
>>6451012Of course, right as you'd entered previously, Athrun was decidedly mad about something as he stormed out... You can't blame Lacus having given him some tough grievances. Athrun took a full-on direct hit from a Battleship's cannons with her aboard.So when the pink haired songstress saw you, raising her gaze from whatever pensive thought her mind had wandered into, you saluted towards them "Frieden Moon... You requested me, Miss Clyne?" You asked, somewhat aware of the rather unique circumstance despite Clyne himself admitting his daughter wanted to meet."Ah, yes." The girl took a proper stand in her chair as she bowed her head to you "I've been... Somewhat expecting this, Your connection to my father draws me as much as your unique situation and struggle." Raising an eyebrow to it... You'd started getting an ill-feeling that the girl had summoned you for a premeditated reason far beyond just meeting a well-reported Ace.What followed was a cross between an assessment of your current status and... An intent interrogation. You're offput as she begins asking questions about your opinions on the war and your experiences. Her youthful curiosity radiating but... You could manage to feel something far more deliberate than that."... Is that so?" The girl answered as you recounted the Heliopolis infiltration and... Rusty's casualty "Athrun had told me he saw it with his own eyes and lost himself to that... I assume you both were closest to Mackenzie." You peer down... Admitting one thing.
>>6451016Rusty was the first person not to see you as an imposter or an outsider. It was clear that you were an anomaly. Trained as a pilot for the Coordinator militia as a Natural. But maybe due to his diligent curiosity and, in his eyes. His own interest in the anomaly.He saw you as an equal.So, you freeze as Lacus dropped her next set of words with the noticeable tact of sensing your reaction."Do you think Rusty would have wanted this war to end...?"You grip your fist as the memory fades, you'd exploded outright against her as she tried to manipulated and gauge your feelings and... Perhaps, with a loss to maturity expected to your age, made it poignant that she crossed lines."Yeah, That'd fit." Margellan helped you recognize some of the recovered Green Frame's original OS, reinterpreting characters between corrupted ones as the OS was only available in Japanese. A language you couldn't parse without his help "Maybe people blow it off because she's an idol or whatever. But she's still the daughter of the supreme chairman of PLANT... Figured she tried having practice with your lot when it comes to influencing" Margellan's matter-of-fact tone disconcerted you for a second as you tried to counter-argue "Her father's THE politician of the colonies. Maybe Patrick has more sway these days. But that's circumstance. Clyne knows how to hedge opinion in his favour."You looked down for a moment as Garodo garbled out corrupted japanese sentences you couldn't understand "Get your stupid friend to stop quacking on... You might want to go." Margellan stops the diagnostic as the Green Frame's OS returns to the G.U.N.D.A.M interface.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6451018Boaz days as the space fortress of the Atlantic Federation. Nova, had been pretty much swept aside with the thorough rearrangement of its structure, in order to fit potential Mobile Suit Dettachments and for defense purposes... You however, weren't much to sightsee the taken fortress as you held out the ocassion.Fixing up your jacket properly before entering, the ceremony was a simple one, using an airlock launch of a symbolic casket remarked with the names of every KIA service member currently being processed by the rite."Frieden, over here." Nicol grabs you along as you found yourself stuck staring at the casket, himself drawing you to the rest of the Le Creuset Squad."About time you show up..." Dearka chided as you dusted off the front of your jacket "We've been here an hour earlier to prepare everything, where-?""Not now, Dearka." Yzak defused the situation to your surprise as he looked transfixed to the casket as well "Matthew didn't like it when we got into spats... Rusty didn't either." You shuffle on your feet as the ceremony begins with an euology, repointed by the fact it was accompanied by a hymn, A hymn sung by none other than Lacus Clyne...You bit your words within your throat and soul over what you think about the songstress, acknowledging that her funeral chants are... Appropriate for this gatheringComment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6451019[ https://files.catbox.moe/u68h3n.mp3 ]"Umm... Are you The Mind-Killer of Endymion?" She asks, brown, short hair flicked aside to see you better as her face lights up "You are! I hope you know where the-?""Natural! Where did you-?!" Athrun pushed past the exiting crowds from the funeral service along with everyone else, as the girl quickly made way to salute them all."I'm glad for Serendipity... You're Athrun Zala of the Le Creuset Squad!" The girl stopped the rest of the entire Le Creuset Squad as Dearka slowly blinked "Pleased to meet you all... I'm Tiaran Maier. I'll be your new squad member from now on!"The group froze completely at the girl's earnest declaration...Because, after this incredibly personal service... It's as if ZAFT had just attempted to replace Rusty.[ Tiaran Maier has joined the crew of the Vesalius, Morale of the Le Creuset Squad is critically low. ]
This getting a new thread? This seems like a good end point for the chapter.The Mc feels the same way I feel about Lacus. Hopefully accidents happen. Get rid of her, Kira and the Zala line.She's also speaking like the Plants aren't the defensive parties in this war. If not for Patrick being crazy, they'd be the right side in this conflict.
Welcome to /qtg/, a place to talk about quests.Previous thread>>6365137>What is a quest?An interactive story in which a Quest Master (QM) writes and provides the readers with options on how to proceed — similar to a choose-your-own-adventure book or an old text adventure.Questionably Useful links:>QTG discord: https://discord.gg/dZavHuK>Skirmish discord: https://discord.com/invite/DZCVvVU>Evo Game discord: https://discord.gg/xGZAX9tAvx>Old pastebin containing advice for QMs:https://pastebin.com/Z78p8gXfBadly in need of renovation.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6440495I have a 12 year old iPhone and it loads just fine. I don't see how this wouldn't load unless you're browsing on a 20 year old Nokia. Which would be one anon out of thousands who are reading.
>>6440535My phone does take a second longer to load these threads once they're long enough, to be fair. But they still load fine, just after a brief delay instead of instantly. I can tell when it's just a long thread vs bad networking because the initial board CSS loads, then it hangs and then all the posts appear.
>>6440535>>6440604My phone takes like 6 seconds to load threads with 1000+ posts. It's a fairly cheap 4 year old model.As for why make a new thread - besides the post number there's an image limit. Thanks to Souvarine we reach it rather quickly.
Today is a glorious day for /qst/ shenanigans
>>6434248post today coward
You are a valiant KNIGHT who has been tasked by your cool and nice KING to find and deliver to him several pieces of DELICIOUS CANDY from the RIDGE KINGDOM.Your honorable quest for confections has been thwarted, however, by this large and rather inconvenient wall. Whatever shall you do?
Fuck it. If things get awry we could just make the jar that had her or our empty bottle bigger and trap her again in it
go past the bridge
>>6408451Ask where next candy is to fairy companion, if shaking the fairy makes her vexed, convince her to shake herself.
>>6409099Kek, nice work anon
>>6409099lmaoThanks for running.
Your party's wizard is Eliora, a pretty, sharp featured, white haired elf, dressed elegantly but functionally as she sits, perched primly on a mossy log. She looks up from her spellbook and smiles, adjusting her glasses."Whoo! Take it off!" Your party barbarian-fighter, Kevan, a red haired young man with a strapping set of muscles, doesn't even roll his eyes, he's quite used to this sort of thing by now, travelling with an otherwise all-female adventuring party. He just finishes removing his jacket, leaving his biceps sluttily exposed by his sleeveless top."When will this harassment end?" He fake-complains as he cricks his neck. He looks at you and gestures ahead with a jerk of his head."You going to help me or-?"The thing he's gesturing to is the old, semi-rotten wooden gate to the dungeon your party was looking for. Eliora deduced its location, your wood elf ranger Vera lead you through the woods for days in search of it, and is currently setting up a good campsite for your retainers.As for you.>What class are you?Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6418311Level 4 fighter, Battlemaster, level 1 barbarian.
>>6420040Go on.....
>>6420042Thanks for running.
>>6420042Is that supposed to be the continuation, or are we still waiting for it?
>>6440566His last post was 43 days ago. He flaked, you moron
Nar Shadda, The Smugglers Moon. The Gateway to the underbelly of the Galaxy, where millions come every day to engage in the perverse pleasures that Hutt space offers. 50 million statutes are broken each half hour, that is, they would be, if there were any real laws. Everything is a gang on Nar Shadda, from the biggest Casinos to the most run down Spice houses. Everything and everyone can be shipped, purchased, or stolen here. It's Sometimes Called the "One Honest Ecumenopolis" as it does not lie. Coruscant, Hosnian Prime, Denon, they lie. They pretend all the luxury just spouts up from the ground, ignorant or oblivious to the untold suffering to get a single bolt of cloth or drop of water to their planet. They turn a blind eye or sightspot or feeler from the poverty that exists to make living easy. Nar Shadda has terrible air, a desperate clinging ecosystem, and the most shot to pieces water cycle for several Lightyears. Everything edible to all but the most diseased mutant junkie or bottom layer dwelling savage comes in through the space ports, where it is distributed from each according to their wealth, according to their greed. Other planets ignore the savagery of sentient and sapient life, nevermind the killing and slaughter, but Nar Shadda Doesn't. Why Pretend that Kaleesh and Wookies And Savrips aren't being killed for hides, despite obvious sentience? While Coruscant would deny these Cruelties, Nar Shadda would sell them a gun to blow the brains out of the Huk, Trandoshan, and Human oppressor, for a reasonable price.Nar Shadda is Hutt Space. Hutt Space is Nar Shadda. Hutt Space is just a reflection of the universe, it has always been here and it will never die. It will never be conquered, and it will never change.And, Just your luck, you were born here. And by the way the next 15 minutes are looking, you'll probably die here.
>>6408352>>Attempt to pilfer a weapon from a bodyTake a weapon and go
>>6408352>Attempt to pilfer a weapon from a body
Stopping thread.I have too much on my plate right now, sorry. over estimated my abilities
>>6409121Thanks for running.
ANTON PEAS: that’s your name… don’t wear it out! Feels like it’s been ages since a botched summoning ritual brought you to ZORAL: a fantasy world shrouded in perpetual darkness… but you’ve really only been here for a few days–and BOY have you been busy!Your memories? Foggy! A way home? Uncertain! People trying to kill you? Very Yes! To say this new world is treacherous would be an understatement, to say the least, and to make matters worse, an archdevil who calls himself ’RED’ is your best chance at remembering who you were! His price? Slaying THE FOUR LORDS: a kooky quartet of tyrants and beasts who jealously rule their slice of Zoral with an iron fist… or claw… or whatever they have! Having just put an end to the overdue reign of ARCHMAGE TRIER in the never-sleeping city of UMBERAL, your aggressive altruism freed none other than KNODD, Earthmother and god of the land!Juiced up on divine powers and named the first ’CHAMPION OF THE GODS’, your new status attracted the notice of several high-rung folks, chief among them THE STAR-CLOAKS: a clandestine cadre of mages devoted to maintaining order in Zoral, no matter the cost! Weirder still was when you met their Guildmaster: VOLKIR! Volka’s adoptive father and curmudgeon par excellence, the old coot didn’t waste much time in tossing a new crisis your way: per what you heard from Trier, there’s a SIEGE headed to CROSSROADS! Who’s planning it and why? The details are foggy, but who better than you is there to help save the day?Having just acquired several Emergency Supply caches for the city from a pair of Spice Cartel Holdouts, you turn your heroic attention towards your next task: investigating a group of HEDGE MAGES holed up in one of Crossroads’ many parks… and maybe even recruiting them to your side! With the trade hub bursting at the seams from civil unrest and outside influence, you can use all the help you can get your mitts on… something tells you this ain’t gonna be easy!Making your way across a rapidly-deteriorating city, THIS is where your story continues…NEW DIVINITY-POWERED THREAD THEME!https://youtu.be/p4Z96WwZrL0
>>6449443Okay, you smile, but what about, uh… what about that BIISII fella? They’re a god here, right?“A paradox.” The Peddler replies, cocking his tiny head to the side. “If luck is determined by some deity, is it truly luck, or just another force like Air, Water, or Light?” Now it’s his turn to frown. “Divinity is elastic in this world, Zoral–a deity has the same claim to that title as anyone else, be they a Skog Warlord, A Mage, a Demon…”His golden eyes search yours. “... even an unwitting visitor from another plane.”The frigid air grows colder–invisible knives rake against your exposed skin. He’s pretty philosophical for some fuzzy merchant, you remark in an attempt to mask your unease, who is he, anyways?“Who am I?” He repeats, as if pondering the question himself, “No one of consequence––just a dull-toothed old Durher with a habit of being at the wrong place at the right time… Not unlike yourself, hmm?”Yea, you sigh, he can say that again… does he have a name, at least? Mr. ‘No One Of Consequence’? The Durher rubs his snow-flecked chin in thought.“... Call me FETCH.” He replies as if ordering something off of a menu. “Got a knack fer’ acquiring things folk need.” Fetch adds with a satisfied nod. Okay, you shrug, well, uh, sorry about grifting him out of his fancy parachute thing-Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6449444“There ya’ are!” Chirps the Skogess as she greets you with a winning smile, “What’cha amblin’ around out here for?” Her cheer gives way to shock and unfiltered awe! “Did… did you spot a DOG out here!?”Your old pal Confusion flops into its well-worn office chair at its cluttered cubicle in your cranium with a fresh cup of coffee. Errr, wha? Dog? What are you talking about, Volka? The Skog cocks her massive head to the side.“Volka? Who’s that?” Before you can answer, you hear another voice slip past the door’s threshold, prompting the gargantuan gal to turn and give its owner a reassuring grin! “Yea, Ang–he’s out here! Just like that crusty old fuzzball said!”The response is unlike any phrase you’ve ever heard… and you coulda’ swore your botched summoning gave you command over most, if not all Zoralian dialects…“Aye? We’el strung up mah tel n’ tiggle mah tufts–t’ole godger weren’t juz’ tuggurn’ mah ears!”“What he lacks in courtesy he makes up for in intuition, it would seem…” Muses a calmer, yet somehow clearer voice belonging to a glasses-clad Mzz’goe’virr! Joined by a battle-scarred Durher–the owner of whatever that babble before was, the strangers watch you from the safety of the warm hallway for a moment before daring to ask the important question:“You wanna come in, mate?” The Skog suggests, her smile only growing wider. “Don’t wanna catch yer’ death before the mission, aye?”Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6449445“Ready?” Replies the Skog as her tail spiritedly swishes through the air behind her, “It’s our speciality, Mr. Champion!”Good, you nod, because where you’re going? You’re gonna need to shake hard.“WALLY.”OORAH, Wally. As the door to the blizzard-beaten balcony creaks shut behind you, the faint crackle of a gizmo crackles far away on an adjacent, albeit slightly-lower rooftop… its owner letting the device drop from their hood-hidden ear before retrieving another trinket from their robes.A Sending Stone. Bringing it close to their lips, the robed watcher speaks a few muttered words into the communicator:“It begins. Inform the Commander.”Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6449446And that, as they say, is THAT. Part 9 done on Page 9! Not too shabby, ey? Thank you all for playing along and indulging me in my silly little Mini-Skirmish Interlude! Couldn’t have gotten this far without y’all!As I mentioned the other day, work’s starting up for me again which means the next thread might not pop up until… well, maybe a week or so? Take this with a grain of salt because you know how bad I am at setting deadlines. This thread is archived BELOW:https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/2026/6405694/Want to check out my other crap? You can find it all in the link below:https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=DemBonesAs per usual, I’ve got some questions for y’all to answer! You don’t have to answer them all, of course–I ain’t gonna grade ‘em–but I DO listen to what you write, so really give it to me!>What was your favorite part of Thread 9?>What could be improved in the future?>Who/what do you wanna see more of in the next thread?>What do you think will happen next?!>Who's your fave character and why?Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6449448Thanks a ton for running, Bones! >What was your favorite part of Thread 9?I got a really big kick out of the Morook perspective swap, really fun guy to inhabit for a bit!>What could be improved in the future?Idunno man, I think it's more of a what do I prefer than what needs to be fixed. You have a really disciplined, consistent pace. You have an even mix of action and dialogue. You even threw in that Skirm to further break things up and keep things feeling fresh. You're a very good, very nimble writer. I just don't think you are lacking anywhere, and should just keep maintaining this groove. >Who/what do you wanna see more of in the next thread?Two things I think I'd like more of are both kind of tall asks, and I think I am liable to get one of them no matter what. The first is large scale combat sequence, with a lot of combatants on either side. The Skirmish section did this, and was an awesome window into the battle for Crossroads, but from a (literal) top down view. It's NOT easy to juggle a bunch of characters fighting around each other and keep the pitch of a good fight - it can feel bloated, or distracted, and it's also just a lot to keep up with. On the other hand, when it gets pulled off, it's really epic, accentuates what makes different characters special, and really just is the ideal, tried and true payoff for any ensemble adventure. I know you have the chops for it, so whether that's just the fight at the flotilla or some other scrap, I am looking forward to that. Second is more character drama. I feel you have actually done a lot of good set up to this end in the last couple of threads, introducing the Star-Cloaks conspiracy, that business with the vault, even the allusion to Volka's true parentage etc - there are conflicts, secrets, and questions swirling under the surface. I'd be interested to see some high stakes emotional beats come down regarding some of these places where our characters are vulnerable. The last thing I want more of is LIZ. Which is not a tall ask, maybe, but I am itching for her to barrel back into the plot somehow... >What do you think will happen next?!Avengers... Assemble! (^: >Who's your fave character and why?I think for this thread, Morook was my GOAT, with an honorable mention for the Chanter, that was a good exposition scene. >Who's your LEAST fave character and why?Taa'Jhaa. He mocks me with his smug aura. Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
The sky above you is most of the way covered by the black clouds above you. Rain pours down into the forested area around you, drowning your armor and robe at the torrential downpour. There is not a single other creature here, save for yourself, and how could there be? The thunderous charges strike the ground, their charge on impacting the ground causing a near deafening sound."YOU COME TO MY REALM, MORTAL?" The sound of a deep, booming voice echoes around you, despite the never ending thunder strikes reverberating through the landscape. You cover your ears, the stimulation overload and sound deafening quakes causing the beginning of your ears to bleed. Clenching your head in pain, your shoulder length, black hair blasts back from all the wind. You summon as much willpower as you can to power through the overwhelming sensations. This has been a long time coming, you've earned the right to be here. For just a moment, time slows down. A wave of thunder crashing right in front of you, the force of this one causes what could simply be put as a wall of air knocks you away and causes you to collide with a tree. The force of being pushed into such an object only causes you to wince, your near perfected form is durable.HOW DID YOU GET THROUGH TO HERE? STATE YOUR BUSINESS TO ME! The authority of this command nearly causes your spine to clench. Where the thunder once struck in front of you now stands a massive, redheaded man. His muscular stature is apparent, even through his armor you can tell he truly has a gods physique. His eyes that crackle, hiding the color of their eyes stare forth at you. >Thor, I've come to make a bargain.>Command to him that you're here for his power and that hammer. You challenge him to a fight. >He fell for it, capture him with the seals you've placed around the area.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>He fell for it>Seal ReleaseYou say nothing to the imposing Thor. You're just staring at his booming stature, Thor may come off as a brute, and if you really piss him off he can be. Truly in the end that's all he is, his legends betraying him, making him predictable.[r]A looming, red mist releases around Thor![/r]The giant of a God heels over himself for but a moment, not used to feeling this weak. "By Ysm-" the God roughly coughs out. The surprise paid off, you smile at this pathetic.. thing.The perfect concoction, for you, it was easy to come up with. Learning the general lore of this realm gave you more than enough to predict what alchemical concoctions to come with you. With a little bit of nature from this realm, and some of your own realms magic, you were able to craft a gas sealer. The pheromones' of the mist continue to weaken him.[r]Leylines explode around the area as the seals release! Thor is trapped within a small red bubble, the mist contained in there with him![/r]Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6407013>>Heel, boy. I'm here to bargain on my terms.
>>6407013>Heel, boy. I'm here to bargain on my terms.yea get inuyasha'd
>>6407013>Waste no time negotiating, throw a small pocket ball at the God of Thunder, forcing him to comply.
>>6435584+1
You wake up. You blink your eyes, looking around your darkened room. You were dreaming of that girl you liked, the one with red hair and blue eyes. Why’d you have to get woken up from that dream?You’re about to go back to sleep when there’s a loud crash from downstairs.Shit. Are you being robbed?There’s another crash, and you hear the sound of your beer cans rolling on the floor. You frown. Something’s in your kitchen. Did you leave the backdoor open? You get out of bed and put on a dressing gown and some slippers. If there’s an animal downstairs you just hope it’s a rat or something small, you don’t want to pay the fee for an animal handler at, 3 O’clock in the morning. You go down the stairs and hear the distinctive crunch of potato chips. This thing is in your cupboard too? You brace yourself as you open the door to the kitchen, expecting to get jumped by some wild animal, only to get a beer can thrown at your face.“Thine drink is pigs piss!”You open your eyes. There’s a man there, an old bearded man sitting in your kitchen, dressed in a robe not dissimilar to yours, a can of beer in one hand and a thick stick as tall as you in the other. He has some sword strapped to his waist, and all kinds of leathery pouches. The fridge door is open, and you can see that he’s pulled out almost everything you have in there, not that there was much to begin with. Did some fucking hobo break into your house?You take a step towards him, intending to throw him out, but he puts up a hand and for some reason you feel compelled to stop. Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6439268He lifts a cloak and it expands to cover the entire room, to cover you, and you hear the whooshing noise of reality bending around this space, taking the sorcerer and his servant to some distant other you know not where. You, it takes somewhere else.You are taken back to the bookshop. Except there is something different. Something strange. Something new. A spell. Knowledge springs from a scrap of the book you have been touched by. Spells come in all shapes and forms, some spoken, others through complicated hand gestures, others at a mere thought. This is one of the latter. Think of where you will, and there you shall appear.Spell gained: Teleportation! You may now teleport anywhere you have been to before, or somewhere you haven’t been to with sufficient effort. 1 day cooldown – This may be improved with practice. “Glorious, isn’t it? Though I hope you’re prepared.”Aziz is by your side, placing a cover over the three books. You look at him and tilt your head.>Prepared? Prepared for what?“The side-effects. You have just been given a spell and you don’t know the safety rules. Best try not thinking too hard about where you’ll be next, my friend.”Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6439269>Gene. It takes a real effort to not think of anything else though… (Roll will be required, and failure will have consequences.)
>>6439269>Your home. Yes it’s probably got cops crawling all over it by now, but it beats jumping feet first into somewhere really dangerous.Don't forget to archive this
>>6439269>Gene. It takes a real effort to not think of anything else though… (Roll will be required, and failure will have consequences.)A half-blind Gene is waiting for us in a corrupted mall. Not thinking of him will most likely have consequences too, so let's try to do the right thing. Thanks for running this up to now and have a good break. See you in a couple of weeks then!
>>6439571Ah, thanks for the reminder, will do that now.
> While every world travels slowly towards its end, yours has just begun its journey.> For this world, the cycle of Gods and Men spins anew, on freshly birthed lands awash with life.> You are a being of creation, a God, among the first divinities born not long after a world’s genesis. You possess innate knowledge and immense power, with which you may seize dominance and carve out a place for yourself in these savage, untamed wilds.Welcome to a spinoff installation of Beings of Creation, a long-running tactical civ-style hexcrawl based on your imagination. You are a non-omniscient divine being of great power. You find yourself spontaneously brought into existence in a prehistoric, primeval world, untouched by Gods.The rules are relatively simple, and may be picked up as you go, but the document below goes into detail. Most players are familiar veterans of the game, so don't be shy and feel free to ask questions.https://docs.google.com/document/d/1ogBctptpH_0fBm1RCE_Xu76MuGmHvTVf5LvDolBh3sE/edit?usp=sharinghttps://discord.gg/6RtqYCN8With several gods already out of the running, feel free to post a god sheet in the thread if you’re interested in joining in.>Epoch 37 begins!
>>6439163Posting 2 actions for now, will post contest rolls, unit UI's and unit moves once RP with Huang is done and No Ill Will is developed.>Action 1 - [1 Mana for Memory Wizard] + [Weavers & Glintwood]Change the Endless Dawn God ability to have "Lys may revive units that died within the last X(whatever you decide) turns" instead of "died this turn".Ayin is almost as tall as Daleth, but far greater in bulk, round and jolly. Like all Liten touched by mana or the divine, he has grown out of adolescence, but retains their youthful exuberance and joy. Once a collector of Chronoweave, the large jars he used to store the fibers now serve as vessels for lost or confused souls. Those who struggle to reach Lys' light may find comfort as they rest within the pots he carries, and his new talents allows him to commune with them in ways even Lys cannot, learning of their lives as they flutter around him. Under his guidance, Lys too can know the souls under her protection more deeply, preserving and nurturing them for longer.>Action 2 - Tech Development - Pipe Organs - Oltar/SyrconiteFinishing up the temple so that I can start designing powerful aoe musical effects.With Syrconite metal now more abundant than ever, it's musical properties are bound to be the first tested. Cymbals, Xylophones... Triangles for the less musically inclined Liten... a whole host of new instrument's sweep the nation. But the greatest of all is a grand, sprawling instrument installed in the vacant Temple of Protection's music hall. Larger than any instrument before, it's haunting music can be heard for miles, and thus it soon is entrusted to only the most talented musicians, lest screeching wails or misplayed notes disturb the ethereal woods surrounding the temple.
>>64391632MA, 2DI: Improve the Palace of AscensionThere is no grand ceremony, nobody even recognises that the battle for the fate of their king has begun!Instead, they merely... continue working. Continue stacking aejold and brick and vekratil, in a horrid mishmash that is then smoothed over by divine attention as the tower rises ever closer to the clouds
Rolled 8, 5, 2 = 15 (3d10)>>6439163>[MA] [2 DI] Improve Picolé>[MA] [DI] Claim 22,6 & 21,6 -Turn 4 mana into 2 DI
>>6439163>Develop [MA] [1 DI] - Interconnected Persistance>Preq-Tech: Bond Theory, Memorial Tablets>Preq-Resources: n.A.> Culture Technology, Belive as a Basis for potential Afterlife> Establish Trade Route (Huang)> (28,6 ; 31, 2)
Rolled 3 (1d4)>>6439166>>6438271>>Mortrose, The Primordial Lindwyrm of RebirthAudits:Armies attacking the drake did not move, they attacked through the wall using Serpent's Gaze.Unit types are still wrong and haven't been corrected. Yellow lines are the stuff that was put in place last turn.I'll keep track of the time on the trees.Afterlife soul count *really* needs to be reauditted cause it's absolutely off, very important now with the constructions going on and wars going on.>Minor Actions (8/8)>1 Minor Action - Hive Queen - Xaladaxa moves to <35,23>, Spawns 1-4 units of legionaries for Drakatron. 1d4Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
You are Senjou Azami, age 18. Presently, a resident at Takamichi Group Home and attending therapy with eight other girls. Those girls are rather unique and special. They are former victims of the Arkadian Kingdom, their Heart Crystal corrupted for nefarious reasons. Each had done terrible things under the influence of corruption, and then became purified and freed by the Pretty Star Warriors. Each of them has their own unique magical powers, just like you.'Police Girl' Shinoda Takeo'Queen Bee' Morita Aoi'Mommy Issues' Shinohara Ren'Normie Teen' Nagato Mari'Romance Nerd' Shibusawa Yuki'Street Kid' Takeoka Rui'Fantasy Lover' Ito Akira'Sport Jock' Ichijou SayakaNow, you're working with them because a simple mission from the godmother has turned into something very complicated. The original mission was moving Kiyotaka Chie and her son Asato away from her abusive husband, Kiyotaka Hisato. It has morphed into something supernatural.The three former yakuza members of the Sumi gang; Kiyotaka Hisato, Maeda Sekine and Kimura Toshimichi, had gone into business selling drugs. Disappointing but unsurprising. Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
I intend to try a thread on July 29.
>>6442845>Go back to the group home anywas, 'Police Girl' Shinoda joins you on the way because she wants to see the illusion house...It’s creepy
>>6442845>Go back to the group home anywas, 'Police Girl' Shinoda joins you on the way because she wants to see the illusion house...The closest friend we have...
>>6442845>Go back to the group home anywas, 'Police Girl' Shinoda joins you on the way because she wants to see the illusion house...We haven't spent a ton of time with our bestie yet.
>>6442845>Grab a drink at Ishida's cafe and wile away the hours, 'Queen Bee' Morita wants to go meet the fence...Money has been the main thing on todays meeting agendaAnd going with a rival is more interesting
With the Tournament of Power brought to a close, the Seventh Universe has emerged triumphant once more. Led by the Saiyan warriors, the Seventh's victory was secured. And with the wish on the Super Dragon Balls used to restore the other universes that were eliminated and erased, the final hidden trial was passed, and all eight of the universes up for elimination were allowed to remain. Yet, even with this victory, peace doesn't last in the Seventh Universe for long. As old hatreds rise and long-buried grudges resurface, will you have what it takes to keep everything you've worked the last 28 years of your life to build? Or will those who seek your end ultimately triumph? That all depends on you, and your choices.You the players will (most often) control Karn. A Saiyan man who has grown from his lowly beginnings as a mid-tier Saiyan Brawler with a sub-3000 powerlevel in Age 733 to become not only the strongest Saiyan of his time at AGE 759, but also personal friend to the former emperor Lord Freeza, father to over a dozen powerful and unique children, a mentor and teacher to his fellow Saiyans, and the indisputable winner of the Tournament of Power. Wielder of the Berserker Soul, and the powerful Stand Divine Dragon Force, you're fully equipped to handle any threat that comes your way. But what will you do when the threats aren't always physical, when you can't simply punch all your problems away?Character sheets and other info: https://controlc.com/46ec566dhttps://pastebin.com/u/GrandDragonQMArchive:http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?searchall=Saiyan+Conqueror+QuestHelp fund quest art commissions and get exclusive side stories as well as artwork by joining the patreon for only $1/month at https://www.patreon.com/GrandDragonQMQuest rules are as follows(unless otherwise noted):>30 minute vote times>Pick ONLY ONE option when voting>Dice rolls are all best of three correctly-rolled diceComment too long. Click here to view the full text.
Soon>>6413457Are you sure?>>6413459Would definitely be an experience.>>6413469>>6413520Two beings with Stands merging would yes merge the Stands, but the resulting fusion wouldn't necessarily be derivative of either. Not in powers or appearance, but create an entirely NEW Stand.
>>6413544>Are you sure?y-yes
It's TIME!>>6413586
>>6413342I see, Karn will only accept non-innate power ups if he HAS to. So, the Time Stop Immunity, the Saiyan God Ritual, and wishing for LER's Fate Manipulation were exceptions.And seeing as you didn't share any potential family wishes, I would like to make a suggestion if you don't mind: let's wish for enhanced learning for the whole family, not actively granting it to every new family member addition though, I feel like the wish would fail if we asked for it to extend to our whole bloodline.That way, family members like Chilli and Broly can more easily progress in their efforts for mastery, and those like Meloka Wolbach will have an easier time learning stupid advanced subjects. What do you think?
>>6413590Thanks for running.
“We leave.” You said, the words a terrible weight placed syllable by syllable on your soul, made all the worse as your uncle’s betrayed gaze fell on you “We are not equipped to handle these lands, I doubt any one would be equipped to handle it. We have only faced a small portion of the danger this land offers, yet we’re already lost 4 people, with two wounded and we have been here less than half that many days. This land is cursed, this land is not meant for the living, and…I whatever god remains to rule these lands wishes death to be all there is.”“But Jason, we can’t miss this chance! W-”“We need to live, Uncle! We need to go home, return to our lives, so we may live them, so I may have children who will one day replace me, so I may improve the lives of those who follow me, and so you may be a father to your daughter. You wish to see her rise to our name, and be married properly, well I swear to you now: I will have this done. She will be made a lannister, and I will ensure she is married not only well, but also to a good man. Will it happen immediately? Perhaps not, but I shall rule the rock, and when I do, I shall use all the power our family has to do this. But we must all live for it, and that means we leave now.” You held your uncle’s gaze, and there was a battle of wills you had never expected to have with Uncle Gerion. He was the man who was quick to laugh, a joke made easily in the face of the noble posturing and maneuvers, a man who cared nothing for the trappings of house Lannister and the shadow left by your father. All that was gone now, and you saw him for what he was, another younger brother who had never been able to rise to the occasion, and who now had more than himself to worry about. “I promise you Uncle, Joy will be given everything a lady of our house deserves, even if her name is hill. She is my cousin, and I shall see her treated as such.” You said, placing a hand on his shoulder and offering him a steadying smile. He met your gaze, and you saw him turning over what you said in his mind, and the fear of simply accepting it and giving up on Brightroar, of his chance to claim history and stand tall as possible over your father. He then bowed his head and nodded, no words but surrender all the same.And So it was, Sarella and Asha set to work coordinating the ships and their crews for the exodus from the Doom, Asha giving your hand a squeeze in thanks and Sarella placing a kiss on Humfrey’s forehead in relief. Humfrey and Dara seemed like they had wished to brave the doom, but both were men well aware of their limitations, of which they were close to with their wounds.(Cont)
>>6426006How would Bloodraven even know? There aren't even any weirwood trees in Essos, are there?
>>6426231He's a diamond-ranked hater. He could smell the black(fyre) on Jason from a thousand leagues afield.
>>6426231>>6426264Not to mention i imagine if there is any weirwood anywhere near he could smell it.Also Post update, I'll be posting today. I finally have the narrative to a part I can actuall post, and I thank everyone for not lynching me over my long time getting stuck on this. Hopefully this can lead us finally getting back to westeros
>>6427091THE DROUGHT IS OVEEEER
>>6427107New thread, do not mind the title mishap, I am just dumb
Warning: Critical core damage detect. Please Initiate T.Displac- "SHUTUPSHUTUPSHUTUPPPPPPPPP!!!" You ignored the useless alerts piercing your bio-metric feedback, the Unborn were already tearing through your Mecha like a piece of meat dropped in a pond of Pyrahannas. The line had been broken, your friends were already devoured by this cosmic menace. So much for humanity's last hope...well, there was only one thing you could do. A genetic message through time and space might just have enough rippling effect to avoid tonight's tragedy. If only you had more Q-Flux energy left in your Mecha...your limited research functions had found four candidates through the time weave. Not ideal but you are running out of control over your damaged Mecha. The Unborn were moments away from breaching your cockpit. Now... Who are you going to trust the entire future of humanity to? >Yuuma Suzuki [Ripple Resonance: High] [Q-Flux compatibility: Very Low] [Unborn Counter Flux: Low]One of your ancestors who at this point of time was a high school student. This hopeless always-broke romantic with a sense of justice would often get himself in a lot of trouble for the sake of his crush. His actions influenced by you might not be detected by the Unborn but he would most likely fail at awakening future Flux genetic code found in other students. His action would have a greater effect in the future at the cost of few Fluxxers actually joining the fight against the Unborn.>Daiki Kato [Ripple Resonance: Low] [Q-Flux compatibility: Maximum] [Unborn Counter Flux: Medium]A stoic son of an abusive Yakuza she-boss, he did this best to ignore all attention from both students and teachers to focus on his studies. Whether he liked it or not, his calculating brilliance and the wellspring of wealth at his disposal might just improve the odds for the final fight. The Unborn would most likely attempt to shift the timeline to their favour.>Aoi Takahashi [Ripple Resonance: Medium] [Q-Flux compatibility: Medium] [Unborn Counter Flux: Very High]The ‘Hard Bitch of Iija’, she was toughened up by her seven brothers who would eventually get drafted to the ongoing war of that time period. The kicker of many delinquent asses and an unapologetic tomboy who would punch first before asking questions. Needless to say, she would get into a LOT of trouble but it might just be worth it.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6417138I'm stumped, sorry
>>6417124>>6417135>>6418537>>6418537>>6418537
>>6418538Oh this is very unfortunate.Take care of yourself QM
>>6418538Lurker here, oof, don't overwork yourself.
>>6418538Thanks for running.
You are Kaguya Ryōko, an up-and-coming ninja born into a deadly bloodline and trained by a living legend. Now it seems that you’ll be able to put those things on display during a multinational promotion exam held by Konohagakure. While promotion to chūnin would be nice, your official objective here is to make it to the public final round of the exams so potential clients will see that your adoptive village, Yugakure, has not grown so weak and ineffectual as rumors would lead them to believe. Even more importantly, it’s an opportunity to finally begin to validate Tsunade-sensei’s decision years ago to become your mentor.One shinobi from Konohagakure has just opted not to continue to the final stage of the exams. After all his talk and his apparent efforts, you still can’t say that you quite have a sense for what Kabuto-san is actually trying to achieve. Since you’re no doubt missing some key aspect of the context, his choices have felt inconsistent to you.“Excuse me, Lord Hokage,” you hear Hiroshi-kun’s voice behind you. “I’ve given it some thought… and if withdrawing is possible, I believe I should as well.”“What the hell, Hiroshi!?” Akiji-kun demands. “You’re just gonna duck out like this when we’re right there?”“It might’ve been under unusual circumstances,” Hiroshi-kun explains, “but fact is I had to accept outside help to keep Ryōko-kun from spending her chakra on me instead of resting and taking advantage of us finishing early. It wouldn’t be fair to stay in when other candidates didn’t get that opportunity.”Ah. So that’s what it was.“You made that decision on your own?” Akiji-kun demands, unconvinced.“He did it because he knew I might disagree,” you observe. “But why only mention it now?”Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6451147>I don’t know. But Hidan can’t be allowed to live.
>>6451147>I don’t know. But Hidan can’t be allowed to live.I wouldn't say it is our raison d'être, but I'd say our parents and village are owed justice, we are owed closure, and someone ought make Hidan suffer. Someone like him cannot be allowed to sow terror and evil throughout the world and just get away with it. If not us, then who will handle him? Plenty of people could, but without knowing that someone specific is out there looking to balance the scales, we ought to step up.There's more than this one thread to our life, we've got other plates spinning, a life to live...but this is a pretty big plate on our table, so to speak.PS. Holy shit the new captcha is cringe.
>>6451147>Revenge? I suppose you could call it that.
You know I disagree on Ryoko not having wants or motivations already determined. Even in the beginning it was about survival and repaying Tsunade for saving her starting with their 'deal' about the immortality research. There was also when she agreed to support her friend's wanting to avenge his dead father and village at the hands of Hidan. Later her relationship with Tsunade also changed as she was no longer as desperate to live and had a lot more time to think. It was no longer just about the deal they made. With the death of her adoptive parents, Tsunade became the closest thing to a mother she had left and Ryoko is the closest thing Tsunade has to a daughter. Shizune was more meant to be an in law and later an apprentice to Tsunade and a big sister not just a senior to Ryoko. So to Ryoko they are the closest thing she has left to family. While Ryoko does support and is loyal to Tsunade she had unspoken misgivings about what Tsunade thought about the Hokage and even Orochimaru. Albeit agreeing with her feelings about the village and running away.Keep in mind by siding with Tsunade so she blatantly tipped her hand confirming what 'controls' Kaguya Ryoko. The village that granted her refuge...and a master who saved a Kaguya. No longer a coincidence. Something completely unprecedented in history is a usable Kaguya.Later when Ryoko interacted with Gaara and her summons it revealed more. Ryoko was no longer confused about why to kill like when she first escaped and didn't have words for it. When she made a deal with the summons it revealed Ryoko's desire to protect peace and normal people despite knowing how futile pacifism is.Ryoko is arguably TOO pragmatic and jaded but is also able to see through people a LOT more than anyone can imagine. She has undergone a lot of personal growth and thinking a lot. She knows why to kill. She knows the fragility of peace and normal life. She knows that there will always be struggle and conflict. Ryoko isn't one for ideals but still has something to fight for, even if she is stuck walking on eggshells for life for being a Kaguya, relying upon her professionalism as a shield from scrutiny. You can see that best with how she views her family, her home village, and big villages.Ryoko wanted to survive but she grew past just that. Ryoko knew that someone has to fight and sacrifice to secure peace and a normal life. Ryoko has already mostly made up her mind about that, which is why she successfully struck a deal with those two summons. What Ryoko DOESN'T have is personal wants. Personally, Ryoko is still in survival mode...sort of but she now has those she cares about and a good excuse to sate her bloodlust. Her care for comrades and Tsunade/Suzume proves this but Ryoko still had to be forced to get an actual hobby that wasn't for training and studying purposes. However, she has a good reason to fight now and created a shield for survival despite being a Kaguya as an 'ideal ninja'.
>>6451447 Which is something that does haunt and deeply bother Tsunade but she is helpless to change Ryoko's fate as a Kaguya. Ryoko does want a better relationship with her 'family' but is clueless how to do so beyond a professional setting. Ryoko and Tsunade both have...severe personal issues that still block how to bridge that gap, which must drive poor Shizune crazy as she is trapped in the middle of them with such severe dysfunction.What Ryoko doesn't really have is...what life besides fighting? Ryoko already knows a normal, peaceful life is impossible. She accepts being stuck as a ninja and knows what that truly means. She is too worldly, pragmatic, and jaded to have an actual dream or ideals. The closest thing she has in her life is 'survival' and 'reason to satisfy bloodlust'. Which, when you get down to it, aren't a good answer for Naruto's question. This aspect about is arguably the thing that haunts Tsunade the most about Ryoko and is a question Ryoko doesn't see much point in asking because she is so jaded with life that she simply doesn't see any alternative in life. She isn't like her cousin, who craves that normalcy and peace. She still suffers from the Kaguya Bloodlust; she just isn't stupid or psychotic. To Ryoko, being a ninja is it and being the 'ideal' ninja is how she shields herself despite being a Kaguya.When you get down to it...Ryoko is a Seinen Protagonist, while Naruto is a Shounen Protagonist, who accidentally ran into each other and exist in the same world at the same time. Ryoko is very much the antithesis of Naruto's childish idealism and beliefs, as she embodies the brutal, pragmatic reality of the world. Not ideals, nor dreams or hope. Just how it is. Ryoko doesn't even see the problem with that.
