Archive: https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Disappearing%20HogwartsCharacter Sheets: https://pastebin.com/VNSkfRgeTwitter: https://twitter.com/head_qm--In the last thread:> The Unseelie lay waste to the Earth, an unstoppable horde devouring everything in its path> You and your friends fight a demented Harry Potter, who has nothing else to lose> With severe losses, you win, the Boy-who-lived falling to his own Killing Curse> In the following morning, you and Arty get married, then march towards the center of Atlantis> Against hordes of dementors, the final battle against Salazar Slytherin and the Darkness inside him rages onAnd now…
Salazar Slytherin, his form of darkness, magic, shadow and hate. You and your allies, fighting against him at the end of the world. The type of thing that only happens in story books, the type of thing there should be prophecies about.And there were prophecies about it, but they were prophecies you had rejected. Maybe that is why, at the cusp of success, Luck turns against you.Salazar lets out a scream of rage and a torrent of raw magical power in the direction of you and your troops, and you stand in between them and it. You slam both your hands together, Excalibur and Elder Wand together, and bring it forwards, forcing through both tools of Fate your wish to protect your friends. And when met by half superpowered protego, half mythical blade, the wave of death parts, your sheer willpower clearing a cone behind you from the torrent of energy.Against powers impossible, you hold, unwavering.And then, the Great Drill that tries to pierce a path into a place no one should ever go, hits something it shouldn’t, and the ground shakes.You lose your footing a moment before Salazar is no longer able to maintain the blast.There is a scream as only a fraction of the power gets past you. No, many screams. You turn to see-“Ah, commander,” says Talon, the left half of his torso gone. “I… It was… an honor.”He collapses on the floor, blood splattering everywhere. He isn’t the only one. Several of your soldiers get caught, and you survey the field searching for Arty, finding her safe with Apollo and Linda, but behind her you see Brighton. You see as the blast did not reach him, but was enough to distract him and his soldiers who were keeping the dementors at bay.And the animal-like shadows tear through Summer Nott, as he tries desperately to save her. He and Winter scream, too, in horror. Both of the silver lynxes wink out of the battlefield.“Finally, some progress,” Salazar says, grinning. “I told you, little Elliot. I’m going to destroy you. You can’t fight me. You should have stayed at home, waited for destruction with your parents. At least you’d be able to hug them before dying. Instead, you die here, watching your friends bleed to death first.”“But that’s fine, isn’t it, little Elliot?” He mocks, voice dripping with cruelty. “Because at least you got to see Atlantis with your own eyes. Losing them was a small cost to pay for your curiosity, after all.”“Shut up.”“You don’t get to give me orders, little Elliot.”“Linda. Rebuild formations, get the dementors off our backs,” you hiss, and she goes. “Salazar. I beat you until now. I kept your dementors at bay. My soldiers and I cut you so much you’re being held together by spite and chewing gum.” You look straight at him, eyes unwavering. Your anger solidifies into something unyielding, clear as glass, cold as ice. “You throwing a hissy fit won’t change anything.”[Cont.]
>>6309412“Bombarda Maxima!” You shout, and your army follows suit, the spells slamming against him hard.“I don’t think it is appropriate to goad him, commander,” says Falere by your side, clutching her bleeding shoulder.“An enraged enemy is a stupid enemy, Snyde. Now, tell me you have some bullshit seventh year spell to help us?”“Sorry, used my whole arsenal already. But I managed to get this from my sister.” She opens her hand, showing a pair of galleons. “They’re fake, protean charmed. This one changes, this other one changes, only one way. I used it to tell her what other armies were doing during the battles.”You look at her with disbelief.“Potter never explicitly forbade it,” she explains, looking embarrassed. “It takes a long time to enchant but-”“Yeah, no, I get it, you’re a genius.” You snatch the coins from her hand and toss one in Apollo’s direction. “Pollo! Catch! It’s proteaned!”The boy accios it from the air, looks at you surprised, then nods.“Arty! Linda! I need a path to him!”“We got you!” They shout, before rushing forward.“Go help Brighton and your sister with the dementors,” you tell Falere. “They’re needing help. Come back if you have any other ideas.”The girl nods and turns.“And Falere!” You say and she stops, looking back. “Brighton just lost someone. Tell Helga to make sure he’s not-”“Commiting suicide by means of battle rage like you were trying to do a couple of minutes ago? Sure.”She goes, and you charge.--“You fuckers! You-” Brighton brings the Sword of Gryffindor down on a dementor, his eyes flickering between dark and normal as Godric tries to reel him in and fails. He punctuates each work with a blow, his wand forgotten. “Mother! Fucking! Fuck! Summer! Summer!”“Vulnera Sanentur, Vulnera Sanentur, Vulnera Sanentur,” Winter whispers wide eyed over Summer, the spell useles. That does not stop her from begging the spell over the hole where her sister’s left lung used to be.A silver badger slams against the dementors lunging at Brighton’s back.“Longbottom! Snap out of it!” Helga shouts. “You have an army to command!”“Fuck the army! I’m going to kill every last fucking one of these things!”“You’re going to kill yourself and Winter! Is that what you want? Because if so, just fall on your own sword so we don’t have to worry about not hitting you when trying to hit them! Now duck, you wannabe Gryffindor!”The insult does hit him in a way his bloodlust is not expecting, allowing a shred of sanity to slip in, if only for a moment. He sees himself deep into dementor territory, and the realization of his own stupidity snaps him off completely.“Merlin-fucking-dammit, what the fuck am I doing?” He says, more to himself than anyone else. Then he shouts, “Helga, pull me! Ascendio!”[Cont.]
>>6309414He rises in the air and a Carpe Retractum gets him back to his troops. His eyes are once again fully black, but only because Godric is lending him his power, Longbottom fully in control.“Sorry. And don’t tell Hallaster I apologized.”“It’s fine. I’ll order the troops, go get your friend up.”Brighton walks over to Winter and pulls her up by the scruff of her robes.“Winter. Stop.”“I can save her! I can still-”He knees her in the stomach.“I need you,” he whispers in her ear, holding her gasping form. “Snap the fuck out or we don’t get revenge. You’re smart enough to know that.”“I- I can-”“She’s dead, Winter. No, you can’t. Bottle it up, then grab the bottle and hit these fuckers over the head with it. But they’ll stay alive if you keep crying. We’re not Hufflepuffs. We can be soft when no one is looking.”It takes the girl a herculean effort to pull her eyes away from her sister.“I need you on the left flank. Protect anyone who can still cast a patronus.”She nods and goes without a word.Brighton takes a last look at her friend’s corpse, but there is no time to turn her into a beautiful sapphire. He runs to where the defenses are weakest, howling orders through tears.--Apollo waits for your signal.His transfigurations still wreck havoc on the dementors, but he waits for your signal.And when you Depulso the fake galleon directly into Salazar’s chest, Apollo makes it become blades and acid and fire and an infraction upon every transfiguration rule McGonagall ever scratched upon a blackboard.Salazar screeches for a long while before managing to sunder it from reality.--[Cont.]
>>6309415Your forces have been diminished by this last blow, but the battle moves forward. The dementors still push against you, ever the threat. A threat that becomes harder and harder to stop as your forces dwindle.Will you focus all your forces on stopping their advance, allowing Salazar a moment to breathe? Will you throw everything against Salazar, at disastrous cost if you fail? Or will you try to split your powers in half, focusing on both at lesser success? Every moment this battle rages on, your chance of losing someone close to you increases. But, at this desperate time, there may be another option.Once in a Forbidden Forest, Harry Potter had walked through dementor infested woods without a Patronus, for he held the Resurrection Stone. Could it truly keep the dementors at bay? Could it keep these animal-like dementors at bay? And is it worth the risk of that supposed curse that made any who used it kill themselves?> Everyone focuses on blocking the Dementors, we can’t afford them overwhelming us (Elliot: +80 vs DC 160, Army DC: +105 vs DC 185)> This battle needs to end, and it needs to end now. Focus on Salazar. (Elliot: +80 vs DC 160, Army DC: +105 vs DC 200)> Keep on each of them separately, giving neither no quarter (Elliot: +80 vs DC 180, Army DC: +105 vs DC 200)> Use the Resurrection Stone (DC: ???)> Other (Write in)
Hey everyone! Sorry for the enormous delay since last thread, but we're here to finish this. I cannot overstate how much it sucked to not have the time or be anywhere close to the right headspace to QM this quest after getting so close to its conclusion.But we're back now! Hopefully to a satisfying end where you don't *all* get tpk'd and everyone dies a horrible death! Probably going to be posting at some random times (like now when everyone is probably asleep) as I'll be thankfully going off on a well deserved vacation soon and update from weird places, but I expect to be able to maintain an update every two days, as I was doing before.
AH FUCK IT'S HERE
Rolled 57, 7 = 64 (2d100)>>6309417>> This battle needs to end, and it needs to end now. Focus on Salazar. (Elliot: +80 vs DC 160, Army DC: +105 vs DC 200)if im understanding this correctly, this is a 2D100, correct? im going to assume it is with each result going in order, we cant afford to let this fucker win.We going all in now!>>6309423Welcome back, HeadQM! boy i missed you and this amazing drama and suspence you created here, you magnificent bastard!
>>6309432>130>112FUCK!
>>6309432That will be 6 rolls total (in 6 posts, preferably by 6 different people, but changeable if people take too long to roll), and the first three will be for the first dc, the last three will be for the second one. But let's wait until we have a quorum on the vote and I can call for the roll before rolling!In unrelated news, I am behind on basically every single quest I was following, and haven't even looked at the QTG in the last however long it has been since last quest. Gods, these last few weeks fucked me up something major
>>6309437>these last few weeks fucked me up something majorhope everything goes back to normal soon and for you to feel better
>>6309432+1Are we screwed?
>>6309417> Use the Resurrection Stone (DC: ???)Worth a shot. Will it maybe kill us? yes. Will doing anything else maybe kill us? Also yes.>>6309423Woo! Just glad to have you back, QM.
>>6309432Anon plz, look at the DCs, we need to roll a 95 to beat this >>6309417> Use the Resurrection Stone (DC: ???)
Rolled 100, 77 = 177 (2d100)>>6309417>> This battle needs to end, and it needs to end now. Focus on Salazar. (Elliot: +80 vs DC 160, Army DC: +105 vs DC 200)
>>6310267holy shit, a perfect 100
>>6309739i don't trust the stone, everyone who's used it has killed themselves and he got saved by himself from a short time in the future, not the stone
>>6310267>>6310268>>6310271YES! THATS WHAT IM TALKING ABOUT!the stone is the obvious bad ending, screw that.with these rolls we got everything we need!blessed rolls!
>>631027477's still 18 too low for the Army DC, we need someone to get us past that gap
>>6310278oh damn, you right, i miscounted...still, we take down Salazar with the first roll, thats half of the way there
Rolled 1, 39 = 40 (2d100)>>6309417> This battle needs to end, and it needs to end now. Focus on Salazar. (Elliot: +80 vs DC 160, Army DC: +105 vs DC 200)We're so back!
>>6310285We're back alright - back in the darkness
>>6310285good thing we still have 3 more chances to win the 2nd roll
>>6310267>>6310285What are the odds of this happening, btw? This is, like, cosmic levels of happening.
>>6310293didn't expect we'd get both the worst possible roll and best possible roll against Salazar
>>6310285jesus fucking christ...
>>6310267>>6310285Guys...>But let's wait until we have a quorum on the vote and I can call for the roll before rolling!>>6309437
>>6310296so far 4 votes are for ending the battle, safe to say that one is currently the winner vote
Well, now you fucks have put in the position of deciding whether I ignore the 100 or not. I'm going to say that, as we miraculously had both a 100 and a 1, we'll stick with the plan I said here >>6309437 and start counting the rolls from now.>> This battle needs to end, and it needs to end now. Focus on Salazar. (Elliot: +80 vs DC 160, Army DC: +105 vs DC 200)4 votes (I'd link them here but 4chan's dogshit spam detection system thinks a post that quotes more than half a post is spam)> Use the Resurrection Stone (DC: ???)2 votesNow you can roll. We seem to have more than 6 people, so 6 people roll 1d100 each, I'll add the right bonus later. The first three will be for Elliot, the following three will be for the army.I'd recommend you roll well.
Rolled 29 (1d100)>>6310373oh man, so are the previous rolls not counting? i hope they do, if not...then thats fucked up...anyway, rollan
>>6310374
Rolled 69 (1d100)>>6310373You know it'd be easy to say that the world was bound to be fucked someday eventually, but that's just cope as we all die here
Saw these in a european food place 4 days ago, posting them for "good luck"1/6
>>6310392HE'S SIDEWAYS AAAAAAAAAHHHH2/6...>Error: Maximum file size allowed is 8 MBSHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP
>>63103933/6
Rolled 96 (1d100)>>6310373
>>6310479
Rolled 37 (1d100)>>6310373Please not another nat 1
>>6310498It's not the best but I'll take it.
>>6310479>>6310484LETS FUCKING GOOOOO!!!TOTAL SALAZAR DEATH!now we just need another great roll for the army, we are halfway there!
