This is the story about a world divided between humanity’s accelerating advancements in technology and their mastery of arcane magicks.Two heroines from opposite sides of the coin were brought together by fate itself to uncover the conspiracies brought forth by humanity’s unsettling progress. will they be able to bring balance to the world, pull a divided world back whole, or will their failures cause the segregation of humanity from its progress into an unrecoverable spiral into chaos? The choices are all up to YOU…!! This is the story about technology, magick, stars, adventures, and breaking a curse.This…..is “STARGRAVING”.SCHEDULE: Every Monday-Thursday from 1:40PM-6:00PM ESTKeep in mind, I’m very new to Quests, as this is my first one. Nonetheless, I hope you stay tuned and enjoy!!
YeahFuck them wizard motherfuckers
Before there was life, before there was anything…there were stars. Long ago, when humanity was at its infancy, the stars had blessed the once primitive race with gifts that would change the blue orb into nothing its ever seen before. One is ever-accelerating progress, allowing mankind technology to be 200 years ahead of what it would’ve been in our world. The other gift is a near endless abundance of Mana, coursing through the planet like blood. With Mana, humanity was able to develop and master the ways of arcane magick. With these life-changing blessings from the stars, humanity was shaping Earth to be a utopia. However, mankind’s conflicting viewpoints and ideas in creating this perfect utopia have formed great prejudice between the two practices. For the last 2000 years, the world was heavily divided between the two practices, with 97 “Magick Nations” and 97 “Progress Nations”. Anyone who defies the segregation is dealt with swift and severe punishment…This law imposed by the governing powers of world came to be known as “The World MagiTek Segregation”. The current year is 2025. The steady chain of events that will soon follow will force the world to undergo a great change . . .
It was a night like any other in particular, a sea of stars providing the landscape beneath it with a faint glow. A peaceful breeze softly blows against the grass, and the chirps of crickets serve as a lullaby for the slumbering wildlife. All was well, until now, that is. Thousands of feet in the air, a small flaming ball of rock descended from the heavens with breakneck speed, leaving a bright streak of red behind it! The distance between the falling rock and the earth greatly dwindled every half-second, it was practically unstoppable! Within seconds…BOOM ! ! ! The foreign object collided with the grassy floor, the ensuing explosion sent all the nearby creatures into a panicked frenzy, taking shelter within a thicket in the woods! As the dust and debris settled, a rather small crater only 25 feet in width and diameter can be seen. Even after falling from the sky, the rock didn’t make a very deep impact, but upon closer inspection, there was a bit more to this object than meets the eye. This stone, this…“fragment of a star” was smooth and spherical, almost like a ball. A faint azure aura emitted from the star fragment, harboring a great and mysterious power. It was not by chance that this stellar object fell to the earth, for it was the fate the stars had dictated that caused this tiny fragment to chip off of its colossal whole and descend from the heavens! The one who’ll find this star fragment first will be the one who shall bring forth great change to the world! Fate will draw 2 individuals towards it, but only one of them will be chosen. That decision is up to you!
NOISETTE: An aspiring inventor from the capital city of Engrerain, one of the 3 Founding Nations of Technology. Accident prone but tenacious, she has a great affinity with high-tech weaponry and dreams to incorporate magick into great inventions for Engrerain’s people, much to their prejudice against Magicians. Much like her interest in technology, metalworking, and other things, her passion is a skill she wants to hone, and she’ll go to any lengths to make it happen!
PRISM: A young practitioner of magick from Diezauberei, one of the 3 Founding Nations of Magick! She dreams to do away with the World MagiTek Segregation and unite the world, much to the people of her hometown’s prejudice against Technomancers. Prism is a well-spoken young woman with a kind heart and a strong sense of righteousness. Among the students in her town’s small magick school, Prism brims with great potential! Skilled with the sword, she can imbue magick into it for different attacks!
Who shall be the one that the star fragment chooses? >Prism>NoisetteMake your choice! You have until when the clock strikes 3!
>>6307537>>Noisette3 means in 54 min?
>>6307537>NoisetteI like Prism's design more but the portrait in this post really speaks to me.
>>6307539Uh-huh!
Rolled 59 (1d100)>>6307537>NoisettePrism looks like a fucking retard. Fuck her magic sword, techbros we are going ALL in right now. Check my digits
>>6307537>Noisette
>Noisettehttps://youtu.be/8UVGDi_5H5w
>>6307537>NOISETTEFuck yeah science.
Well said.Noisette’s destiny, written in the stars, will aend her forth on an unforgettable quest! As for Prism, fate favors her yet, but keep in mind that this is not her story.With that said, STARGRAVING Quest will now begin…!
I gotta go to sleep you mfs better stay hard
NOISETTE LV: 1STR: 14DEX: 16CON: 10INT: 14WIS: 12CHA: 7SKILLS: Casual Scavenging - + 2 for finding items when investigating trash cans.Quickdraw - If Noisette attacks with a Gun, she gains a bonus attack.Klutz - (-5): DEX roll when in battle or looking through chests/trash cans.
New-Perik: A technological marvel of a city. Right on the edge of Engrerain, it serves as the capital of one of tbe 3 Founding Nations of Technology. With dizzying skyscrapers, bright rainbow lights, and hovering vehicles zipping through transparent midair roads, it is truly a metropolis only made possible thanks to humanity’s astronomical progress. Smack-dab in the middle of the city is Skynarrow Tower, the “castle” of the Engrerainian government whose towering height pierces the Stratosphere. It alone allows for Neo-Perik to stand out as the crown jewel of a prosperous nation.Though, most of it all is a mask. Despite being the technological marvel that it is, Neo-Perik’s beauty is only surface-level, with the true “city” being the ghetto beneath! Housing over 8 million people, roughly 3 quarters of Neo-Perik’s population, the lower level of Neo-Perik, referred to by most as the Underslums, is the total opposite of the city above: Grey, dank, and perilous. Crimes occur on the daily, under or in front of the noses of authorities, residential areas are overcrowded and poorly maintained, and ferocious hostile creatures even lurk about in all kinds of nooks and crannies! The Underslums are quite a terrible place to live, and what’s not helping the fact is the infernal noise of buzzing and crackling over at a particularly run-down garage…!
Within the run-down garage, a young woman no older than 20, brunette, and eyes green with a cheap white labcoat, a purple and black jumpsuit, and large safety goggles atop her forehead. She is [b[Noisette[/b], a young aspiring inventor and weapons aficionado, in the middle of putting the finishing touches on her latest creation. She managed to get her hands on a military-grade laser pistol...using it as the base, and with a tiny drop from a vial of smuggled Mana she dumpster dived for, Noisette plans to infuse the gun's power core with magick! [i]"C'mon, no trembly fingers...no trembly fingers....just a tiny drop of this stuff, Noisette..."[/i]The young inventor tried to assure herself and give herself a steady hand, until.....[b]BOOOOMMM!!![/b] The pistol was blown to pieces as Mana made contact with the advanced power core, sending Noisette falling from her chair and onto the cold concrete floor bum-first. She clicked her tongue and muttered a curse in annoyance...she could have sworn she gave the thing a tiny drop! That's not good, she thought...Noisette can already hear blaring car alarms and barking dogs outside. It won't be long before . . .[b][i] "WHAT THE HELL IS THAT BLEEDIN' RACKET?! [i][b]Hoisting her chair back up, Noisette groaned as the sound of light footsteps and solid wood close in on the garage door. Welp, this won't be the only explosion she's gotta deal with today...Opening the door, a short elderly man stood before her with an aggravated scowl plastered on his wrinkly face. His beard and thick and white as snow, and liver spots can be seen on his bald head. The geezer wore a red floral shirt and khaki shorts, his brittle hands resting atop an old wooden cane. Clearly, he's not very happy to see Noisette right now, the latter could only nervously laugh and throw up a half-assed shrug."E-Ehhhmmm, s-sorry 'bout what I did to the place, G-Grandpa Tobin..hehehe..."
[i] "DAMMIT' ALL, NOISETTE! YA' CAN'T JUST KEEP BREAKIN' MAH' SHIT WITH YER' FIDDLIN' AND TINKERIN' ! I'VE GOT ENOUGH COMPLAINTS CAUSE OF YA' ALREADY!" [/i]Grandpa Tobin barked, stamping the end of his cane against the floor to get his granddaughter's attention, who could wipe smudges of dust from her face. "Yeah, I know, but I was sooooo close to making it work! If I gave that pistol's power core a smaller Mana dose, I would've infused magick into a weapon! I might be able to finally mix magick and technology together! MagiTek will be huge, I know it will!!"Noisette's eyes beam with excitement! But, to her elderly guardian...[i] "Yer' still on that magick hullabaloo?? Dangnammit Noisette, ya' know how I feel about that filthy Magi business in mah' house!! If the police catch ya' with that stuff, we're BOTH headed to the slammer! Ya' better be lucky I'm kind enough to give ya' a roof ova' yer' head and food to eat!" [/i]Grandpa Tobin's scowl does not fade. In his younger days, he was a decorated veteran of the Engrerainian Army, serving his country during conflicts between its neighboring country Diezauberei, one of the 3 Founding Nations of Magick. He's claimed to have seen the atrocities magicians, or "Magi" as people of Progress Nations like Engrerain call them. " C'mon! But Graaaaandpaaaa, It's really important! MagiTe-"[i] "No buts! Either do yer' magick tinkerin' somewhere else, or keep it quiet in here! I'm tryin' to watch mah' sportsball n' I don't wanna hear no damned explosions!" [/i]Grandpa Tobin slams the door with a shriveled hand and slowly walks away. Although he comes off as a cranky short-tempered geezer, he's still kind enough to give Noisette a home in his garage after a terrible incident took the lives of her parents. Noisette is still grateful for that, despite her grandpa's constant complaining. Letting out a deep sigh, Noisette sits back down on her chair and ponders for a moment. Hand on her chin, she wonders if heading to the dump is a good idea. Sure, it's risky with all the hostile creatures and crooks lurking about the Underslums, but she's at the cusp of making this work! Plus, she might be able to scavenge for more scrap, which she's starting to run out of! What to do.....>Stay in the garage and work on the MagiTek experiment.>Gear up and head for the dump to get more scrap.
>>6307647>GEAR UPAlso just a heads up QM: only the person who started the thread can add [i]s and [blue]s and stuff. If you post from a different IP it won't work
>>6307652Many thanks!
Noisette's mind was made up! She gets up off her chair and starts getting ready for a quick trip to the dump. The brunette inventor goes dumpster diving all the time, so she knows a quick shortcut that should take no time at all! Only that shortcut is teeming with creatures, so it's safe to bring a weapon with here. "Hmmmm, apples...check. Flashlight...check. Shovel...check. Uhmmm..."Noisette was deep in thought as looked at her choice of weapons. To her left, a high-frequency knife, and to her right, an ordinary laser pistol wth 3 usable power cores (10 shots each). She can't take both, unfortunately...since she'll be carrying back scrap from the dump back to the garage, Noisette can only pick one.>High-Frequency Knife>Laser Pistol
>>6307659>Laser PistolAlways pick GUN
>>6307659>Laser Pistol The only way is gun.
>>6307659>Laser Pistol
Bringing a laser pistol with her wouldn't hurt.After all, she needs a replacement weapon for her MagiTek experimentation!Carrying a large duffel bag in her left arm, and a high-tech weapon resting on her belt holster, the garage door slowly opens to reveal the Underslums before her! As the cloudy virtual sky above her head painted a bleak work of dystopian art in front of her, the smell of gasoline and mildew slammed Noisette's nose with all the force of a sledgehammer. Wary of the seedy underbelly surrounding her, the brunette walks past dimly lit LED signs and rusty stands run by old-model droids. Yup, this is what Noisette practically calls home. It's a hard-knock life, that's for sure. Onward, to the Dump![ THAT CONCLUDES TODAY'S SESSION! SEE YOU TOMORROW FOR SESSION 2, AND THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH FOR TAKING PART IN MY FIRST QUEST!]
>>6307676BGM: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TeWj_FClL0I
>>6307676Sure, OP. It's interesting.
Noisette makes her way through the narrow streets of the Underslums, taking in the cacophony of city ambience mixed with the sound of a unfortunate getting mugged and cheap vendors barking out tantalizing sales to draw in customers.From the corner of her eye, in a narrow alleyway close by, the brunette klutz found something that made her green eyes sparkle! It’s gonna be one! The scent proves it! A trash can!! Noisette giddily scurries over to the steel wastebin, eyes darting all around it like a kid in a candy store! These babies usually have pretty good stuff people just throw away…and it’s FREE! Heck, maybe someone from “The City” could’ve dropped something from all the way up there! Oh, how tempting it is for Noisette to do some quick and early dumpster diving…might give her some practice for when she gets to the dump!>Rummage through the trash can for useful junk. [ D20 ROLL ] [ Klutz: - 5 ] [ Casual Scavenging: + 2 ] >Ignore the trash can and head back on your dumpster diving journey!
>>6307991>Rummage through the trash can for useful junk. [ D20 ROLL ] [ Klutz: - 5 ] [ Casual Scavenging: + 2 ] Why not?
>>6307991>Rummage through the trash can for useful junk. [ D20 ROLL ] [ Klutz: - 5 ] [ Casual Scavenging: + 2 ]It's time...
Cracking her knuckles, the klutzy brunette learned forward with her upper body hovering above the metal wastebin. Grey gloves hands rummage through the discarded trash pile in front of her until they make contact with something solid. “C’moooonnnn, let’s see here…Aha!!!”The goggles inventor’s hands feel something out of the ordinary. It certainly doesn’t feel like your average heap of trash! A smile creeps on Noisette’s face, knowing she struck something interesting. She slowly pulls it up to see she found…
Rolled 10 (1d20)>>6307995
Result: 10 + 2 - 5 = 7!Noisette slowly pulls up the trash to reveal…a first-aid kit, and a pretty big one too! Her eyes sparkled with satisfaction. “Wow—no WAY! Who the heck would leave something like this out in the trash?”Noisette quietly asks herself, her eyes slowly scroll up to see a large steel chute among a maze of pipes wrapping around the alleyway. This chute is one of many that connects to the waste disposal facility located in The City. Sometimes, the trash of city folk end up in the Underslums. Noisette sighed at the fact.“Man, people sure have it better up there. Throwing stuff like this away…Guess with money n’ fame, you can never get hurt, huh? If I make it big n’ live up there, maybe I’ll get to know the whole story…!”Noisette sighed, before her gloved palms pat the sides of her head to psych her up. No time for moping around when there’s breakthroughs to be made! “Now, to the dum-MuhhWHOAA—“The minute she turned around on her heel, Noisette’s foot slipped on a puddle, causing her to fall on her bum and accidentally let go of the first-aid kit. She panicked as most of the contents were spilled into a nearby storm drain, losing them to the fast current of sewer water. Noisette’s mopey eyes looked at the metal bars of the storm drain, sad that all she has left from her find are 2 rolls of gauze bandages. She should count herself lucky she didn’t lose everything, but……things are about to get a bit worse!The sound of tiny scampering feet can be heard, and coming closer FAST! Noisette gets up and turns to the direction of the sound!
Emerging from the dark were two large rats, each 4 feet tall with incisors the size of a toothbrush! Their beady yellow eyes stare at the bandages in the first-aid kit, then back at Noisette, it was obvious that the pair of ferocious vermin want to claim the klutzy girl’s prize for themselves.In the Underslums, the creatures that lurk about have adapted their bodies and evolved over many years to better suit the harsh climates of the bleak ghetto. What were once tiny rotten pests became formidable beasts, smarter and stronger than they would be anywhere in the world!As the giant rats slowly close in on Noisette, the brunette weighs her options…She expected to get into a scuffle today, but not so soon. She has her blaster on her, she could just take out the rats here, but she doesn’t wanna waste ammunition. Who knows when Noisette could need this!>Fight the Giant Rat Pair.>Make a strategic retreat.
>Make a strategic retreat.Is it weird to say that result felt more like a critfail than a 7?
Rolled 20 (1d20)Noisette once again psyched herself up. That’s right…it’s now or never!!!The klutzy brunette quickly picked up her duffel bag and bandages, immediately starting to book it!! The scavenging rodents notice her retreat and gave chase, their aggravated squeaks echo through the alleyway! Noisette picks up the pace, further away from the rats!“They aren’t getting my stuff! Just a lil’ further…!!!!!”
>>6308011Eh, we still got something out of it, with the option to get all of it if we had fought.
>>6308025I mean the more "lose thing, trigger attack" part
Noisette immediately dashed into a full sprint, gaining major distance between her and her furry pursuers. Be it rats, hounds, thugs, she’s made her way outta worse messes! To the average Underslummer, this is nothing!! However, as soon as Noisette could see the alleyway clearing—VOOM!! SLICE! CRACK! SHHHUNK—!!The sound of searing plasma and pained squeaking caused Noisette to stop dead in her tracks. What just happened? She doesn’t hear the rats anymore! Did they…Noisette was immediately taken out of her thoughts as another sound of footsteps began to approach her from where she ran. These ones sound heavier than before, as if they belong to another human! “There. That should make us even…Can’t help your weird-ass obsession with rummaging through garbage, eh? From the shadows approached a woman, tall and skinny. Her bob of blonde hair stays still while walking, her long scarlet trenchcoat sticking out among the dank grey surroundings. The woman, donning a metal facemask, stopped in place a few feet from the brunette klutz. In her rat blood-stained hands, a lit cigarette and a state-of-the-art plasma whip, now turned off. Knowing who this is, Noisette was overjoyed in seeing the taller woman as she called her name.“Ah! Wow!! Am I glad to see you, Malva!!!”The chilly tall woman’s resting bitch face stared down at Noisette’s duffel bag, then the gauze bandages in her other hand. “Humph, those two cheddar-for-brains got all antsy over a couple bandages? Whatever, they’re nothin’ but gorey strips now. Consider this payment for fixin’ up my bike last week, Noisette. “W—Weeeell…it was a whole first aid kit before. Fresh from The City, too!!”
“Suck to be you, I guess. Headin’ to the dump, eh? Guess so, since you’ve got that bag of yours with ya’.” The masked woman assumed, brushing a bit of hair from her face.“Well, yea’. Need to find another laser pistol for my big invention, but Grandpa Tobin doesn’t want me making noise in his garage.” “That? Y’ mean that MagiTawhatzit? Since you’re here, how ‘bout I come with? I’ve got business near that part of town, too.” Malva offered. Her menacing looks aren’t just for show. Malva is a longtime member of the “Deathwings”, a smuggler’s guild from Neo-Perik that brings in illegal goods from neighboring nations, being it foreign tech, food, valuables, even Mana. People of the Underslums and city alike refer to this band of crooks as “ sky pirates ”. “Deathwing business, huh? Sure, I could use some help! Don’t wanna get jumped by giant rats again, e-eheh!!”Noisette cheerfully accepted Malva’s offer. The two’s interactions have been sparse lately, so she doesn’t mind catching up with an old friend!MALVAAGE: 31HEIGHT: 185cmOCCUPATION: Navigator for the DeathwingsWEAPON(S): Plasma WhipSKILLSAcrobatics I: +2 on Rolls involving Stealth actions.Lockpicking I: +3 on Rolls involving door opening.
>>6308045Malva is a stinky hag.
Introductions aside, the two set off, once again making their way through the murky streets of the Underslums.“Say, Malva…what sorta business is it?” Asked Noisette.“Humph, that’s classified info, straight from Boss Santana himself. Y’ know how he gets with secrets[/i.”How could Nosiette forget? Santana: Captain of the Deathwings, and a scoundrel as stern as they come. His short temper and criminal record earned him many titles , such as “Death Merchant”, and “Black Mamba”. Rumor has it that he even possesses one of the Legendary Treasures , ten items of great and terrible power entrusted to members of the 10 Founding Families, the ones who brought order to the world and created its laws. Many believe he snagged it after raiding a wealthy noble’s luxury skyship.“Well, he sure does love to keep things on the down low. Reminds me of how he kept nagging me for being so nosy.”Added Noisette, causing Malva to lightly chuckle underneath her facemask. “Heh, I’ll throw the Boss a good word for ya’ klutzy ass if this MagickTechnowhatever dream of yours goes to shit. We could always have ya’ back on the Deathwings.” Malva offered, to which the brunette technomancer shook her head in refusal.“Naaaah, the sky pirate’s life ain’t for me no more. Besides, I’ve got a good feeling about this. If I can find a good enough way to infuse Mana into technology, it’ll be City penthouses and 5-course meals for ol’ Noisette!!”The aspiring klutz’s lips curved into a cheeky grin, baring a happy set of pearly whites!
Rolled 8 (1d20)Noisette tried to go ahead but was immediately stopped can the pale arm of that. “—Stop. Quick, over here!”The tall blonde moved towards a nearby wall, to which Noisette reciprocated. As the two hid, their eyes peered towards the corner to see 3 armed men suited up in black and red uniforms patrolling the nearby avenue. Patrolmen…officers of the New-Perit Police Force. How could Noisette forget that they patrol the dump at this time of day! “Dammit! I knew I should’ve came earlier—“ “Oi. Zip it, dumbass! They’ll catch us if you talk too much. The masked sky pirate angrily whispered. “. . . I’m gonna sneak past ‘em, and if things get rough, we fight ‘em. Got it?” “Right! But…you sure you can do it, Malva?” “Don’t worry ‘bout it. When it comes to sneakin’ around, I’m unmatched…”
RESULT: 8 + 2 (Acrobatics I) = 10! “Y’ still remember how to sneak around, right? Follow my lead n’ stay behind me...” Noisette nodded as the two sneaked back onto the street. Malva silently leaps into the air with expertise. Among the Deathwings, she always managed to smuggle treasure and cargo anywhere, anytime, and always under people’s noses. Following her movements exactly took everything Noisette had, and maybe a little more. After a few flips, jumps, and climbs over pipes, walls, and armed officers, Malva was back on solid pavement, hiding behind a wall. The masked pirate watched from a corner as Noisette tried to climb the last fire escape before reaching Malva. Her klutziness catches up to her, as the ladder holding the technomancer made a quick descent, making a high-pitched scraping sound. “WHO’S THERE?!” One Patrolman quickly turned around, laser rifle in hand, only to see…there was no one there. Keeping a steady aim at the fire escape for a few seconds, before shrugging it off.“Hmph…breeze musta’ blew it down.”Meanwhile, behind the wall, Noisette was busy catching her breath as a grouchy Malva had her eyes on an open path. “Hah…hah…phew! Thanks for the quick save, Malva. Thought I was a goner back there!” “Tch, keep your friggin’ thanks. If I wasn’t watchin’ ya’ , your ass would be swiss cheese by now. If ya’ wanna live to be a big time inventor or something, at least try to be less of a klutz.” An annoyed Malva retracts her plasma whip’s “rope”, which was how she managed to save Noisette’s skin. The tall blonde then points to the road she was looking at. “Over there. We take that road, those coppers won’t see us. We’ll be at the dump in a few short minutes.
With those Patrolmen out of the way, Noisette and Malva make their way across the solid blacktop of an empty road. Not a single car or bike can be seen, as Underslummers who live in this area don’t have the financial stability to own either of those things! Noisette takes in the crisp ghetto air as the two stare down the iron gates and towering barbed fence that form the entrance to the Underslums’ main waste management facility: The Dump . Hundreds of trash heaps can be seen from a distance, some of which taller than most buildings! Scrap, discarded materials, valuable possessions some might’ve accidentally left behind…Noisette’s sparkly eyes widen at the thought. ‘‘Twas a scavenger’s stomping grounds, and a Technomancer’s paradise![ AND THAT’S THE END OF SESSION 2! STAY TUNED FOR NEXT MONDAY, WHERE NOISETTE CAN FINALLY DO SOME MUCH NEEDED DUMPSTER DIVING!! ]
