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"WHATTHEFUCKISTHISSHITWHOTHEFUCKHASBEENINMYGRAVEISITHTEFUCKINGJEWSITSTHEFUCKINGJEWSORMAYBETHOSEDIRTYMUSLIMS?"

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"ITSNOTFUCKINGHEREDIDTHEFUCKINGPOPETAKEITSOHECOULDFINGERITLIKEHEDOESTHELITLECHOIRBOYSTHATFUCKINGLIZARDFACEDCUNTBOY?"

"What are we going to do Petunia?

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>>1436290
Sliding through the main lobby, you can see Tai and the others already digging in to breakfast. You take your seat and begin digging in to the selection of pancakes, eggs, bacon, and sausages that the hotel has provided. Marie, situated on the far side of the table next to the beastfolk, looks up from her own meal. "I've been thinking about the killer or spy or whatever it was Miss Masterson." She says through a mouthful of food, scooting off to the side as a recovered Lady Wu grabs some more food from the center of the table and wolfs it down. "How'd they know to drop that scent bomb?"

"Presumably, to stop Wu from following, yeah? I mean it worked." You say, digging in to your own meal.

"That's the thing, how'd they know? I didn't know that the wolf-folk or whatever had a good sense of smell until yesterday."

"I knew, but only through my father's writings." Tai says, "Marie has the right of it, whoever it was is familiar with the beastfolk and is planning accordingly."

"Well, we know who it is, the Phoenix Empire put the bounty on my head, they of all people would know about Zhou's kin and their weakness."

"That's the thing. It's just a bounty." Marie says, noticing your grimace she elaborates, "I mean in the sense that a bounty is a 'set and hope someone claims' sort of deal. Its not a priority, just good to happen. For their goals that is. In any case, this person is either familiar with the beastfolk themselves and is hoping to claim the bounty or maybe their government has decided to take a more active role?"

"Well, what does that change?" You ask, setting your fork down as your appetite dwindles.

"Nothing really. Just wondering the motivation. Thirty thousand suggests you pissed someone off, royally. Nitor might boost their guard on you though if they figure it out."

You sigh. Two bodyguards in uniform is cause for suspicion. A whole security detail? Well, the three days left until the sale cannot come fast enough.

>Plan for today?

Looks like you got fucked by a slow Sunday. I'd contribute, but I'm not caught up yet so I have no idea what's going on.

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>>1438570
No worries, if we have anything on this board, it is time.

>>1433669 #
"Oww... hey, Krystal. Look what I can do."
Your chest expands again.
"..."
Krystal doesn't seem to know what to do. She just sits in a chair and rests her head in her hands.
"...are you okay? Was I too blunt?"
"Alagos. Put those away, please."
You do so. Krystal stays in her chair.
"Uh, can you get some cereal?"
"Why don't you? I'm trying to contemplate what I just saw, and you need experience buying things."

>[]Okay.
>[]Guess there's no cereal, then...
>[]Its an actual switch thing, here, I can prove it--
>[]Other.

>>1435144
>>[]Its an actual switch thing, here, I can prove it--
Drive her to the brink, then join her.

>>1435309
No bully.

>>1435144
>[]Okay.

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Apparently finding no screws the little robot jumps off your head and rips your eyelashes out.

Will you:

>Continue Investigating the Robots quarry
>Try the Mirage Mirror to find the Palace
>Go somewhere else (Write in)
>React (Write in)
>Some else (Write in)

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>>1438425
Last Turn's Stats

--REMNANT BUNKER--
>>>>>Food: Average
>>>>>Water: Average
>>>>>Morale: Average
>>>>>Armaments: Plentiful
>>>>>Current Pop: 7
>>>>>Military: 7
>>>>>Fuel: Vertibird Fuel [Limited]
>>>>> Infrastructure: Spring Water Well [Tiny] Drinking Fountains. Vertibird Hangar [Small]. Shielded Armory/Ammunition Room [small] Barracks [small]
>>>>>Defenses: Bunker Front Door [Intact] Steel and Concrete lining [Intact] Automated Steel Bulkhead Doors [Intact] Radar Installation [Intact]
>>>>>Vehicles: 1 Vertibird
>>>>>>Power: Remnant Bunker Power Cell [Tiny/Long Lasting]
>>>>>>Materials: Scrap Trinkets [Abundant] Junk Cars [2]
>>>>>>Weapons: 1 Tri-beam Laser Rifle, 1 Minigun, 1 Assault Carbine, 1 Gatling Laser, 1 Arcade’s Plasma Defender
>>>>>>Ammunition Reserve: Conventional Ammo [Sufficient]. Energy Cells [Sufficient]. Explosives [Sufficient]
>>>>>>Armor: Remnant Power Armor 6. Assorted Enclave Scientist and Officer outfits.
>>>>>>Technology: Enclave Advanced.
Researchers: COURIER, Doc Henry, Arcade
[Research Capability and Assets: Limited/Low]
>>>>>>Other: none
>>>>>>Research Items/Items of Interest: none
>>>>>>Communications: Enclave Radar. Radios.

--COTTONWOOD COVE--
>>>>>Food: Above Average (and Falling)
>>>>>Water: Average
>>>>>Morale: High
>>>>>Medicine: Average (and Falling)
>>>>>Armaments: Low
>>>>>Current Pop: 77
>>>>>Military: 7
>>>>>Fuel: None
>>>>> Infrastructure: Old World Houses. Tents. Prisoner Pen.
>>>>>Defenses: Wooden Watchtower
>>>>>Vehicles: None
>>>>>>Power: None
>>>>>>Materials: Scrap Metal (small) Scrap Wood (tiny)
>>>>>>Weapons: Average Legion Melee Weapons (small, damaged) Average Legion Firearms (small, damaged). Mercenary Battle Rifles (moderate, intact)
>>>>>>Ammunition Reserve: (Moderate)
>>>>>>Armor: Average Leionaire Armor (small, damaged)
>>>>>>Technology: None
[Research Capability and Assets: None]
>>>>>>Other:
+18 Allied Follower Medical Staff
+1 Allied Follower Mk 1 AutoDoc
>>>>>>Research Items/Items of Interest: none
>>>>>>Communications: None

ALERT:
>You have successfully provided enough medication for the intermediate needs to heal the free'd slaves
>You have successfully stemmed starvation for a decent amount of time
>There is still not enough Doctors!
>12 pop have left to seek their lost families. 4 pop have died due to critical injuries and lack of sufficient medical staff

Update Incoming

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Are these Zetans going to have a surplus Giddy-Up-Buttercup calvary charge?

They've been taking space in the cargo holds for a couple centuries and I'm guessing the ship still has its gravity generators functioning since it's sideways but the passengers are still able to put up a fight.

https://youtu.be/cM-Zb3I7WwY

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>>1438455
>MEANWHILE, AT THE FORBIDDEN ZONE
The Sierra Madre. Zion. Big MT. The Divide.

You’ve faced the odds before, you'll face them again here. At least this time you hope to keep all of your gear.

Your Remnant Power Armor, the Stealth Suit MK II, even a Space Suit and Ulysses’ Mask (a copy) in case of intense Rads. Although you’ve adapted to literally sleep it off.

You ensure yourself at least a few hundred super stimpaks, most of your stash (you wish this was the type of medicine Cottonwood cove needed). You never did bother with any of the other chems, sort of annoying to sort and use.

Your two favored weapons, your massive crafted pistol “Big Iron” and the Cosmic Knife.

“Esther” and “Mercy” as your heavy weapons of choice.

Christine’s silenced rifle for some quite sniping detail and delicious sneak critical hits.

The MF Hyperbreeder Alpha Your, old reliable in case you run out of ammo.

All modded to perfection, and several weapon repair kits in your inventory. Not that it matters, you store enough /personal/ ammo and spare armaments to be a one man army. Alas if it were only enough to also supply your new settlement with an actual army. Most of those free’d slaves wouldn’t know how to hold a Gatling Laser, let alone use and maintain one, and you would’t have enough ammo for them all.

You can rightly say that in your life time you’ve faced down an entire army. But. . .admittedly that was piece meal, done over time, in groups. This time you’re facing them, deployed and arrayed and in defensive battle positions and with technology in their favor.

>con't

>>1436285
>> I ran ahead and slid while she was midair, shooting reds up in her shell while I skid on my back [Starting Inventory: HV Laser Pistol]

>>1436285
> I threw down an explosive and dove left

Time to blow some shit up

> I threw down an explosive and dove left [Starting Inventory: Blast Charges]

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>>1434391
Welcome back to Death Among the Stars Quest!

Due to some computer screw-ups I lost the progress I made on the resources so I'll make sure they reflect the actual amounts by next thread. This included statting up the Drakon and Worllunan systems for resource generation.

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Stockpile:
>30,600,000B
>96,100,000M

(Biomass stat + structures) * 500 * dev score + modifiers = Biomass income total
(Metal stat + structures) * 400 * dev score + modifiers = Metal income total

Income:
>12,812,000B
>22,020,000M

Horizon's Drop
>60B (60 + 40) * 500 * (45 + 40) = 4,250,000B Daily
>60M (60 + 40) * 400 * (45 + 40) = 3,400,000M Daily
>45% Developed
Structures:
>Biomass Farms: 30B
>Mining Facilities: 40M
>Vampire Vine: 10B
Modifiers:
>4 Wormstar Fingers: +40D

The Bastion system

Rukor:
>80B (80 + 40) * 500 * (10 + 10) = 1,200,000B
>10M (No Mining Presence)
>10% Developed
Structures:
>Coral Farms: 30B
>Vampire Vine: 10B
Modifiers:
>1 Wormstar Finger: +10D

Bastion
>30B (30 + 40) * 500 * (15 + 20) = 1,225,000B
>90M (No mining presence) + 250,000M
>15% Developed by Armada
Structures:
>Volcanic Farms: 30B
>Solar Farms: 10B
Modifiers:
>Obsidianborn Tributes: +250,000M
>2 Wormstar Fingers: +20D

Protoplanet
>0B (0 + 10) * 500 * 75 = 375,000B
>70M (70 + 40) * 400 * 75 + 450K = 3,750,000M
>75% Developed
Structures:
>Mining Facilities: 40M
>Solar Farms: 10B
Modifiers:
>Asteroid Belt: +450,000M

Bastions sister moon
>0B (0 + 10) * 500 * 50 = 250,000B
>90M (90 + 40) * 400 * 50 = 2,600,000M
>50% Developed
Structures
>Mining Facitilites: 40M
>Solar Farms: 10B

Asteroid Belt: Gives 450K extra Metal to nearest planet (Protoplanet)

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>>1434422
Urdir System:

Rocky Planet(s) x3 (A lot of the Armada's mining efforts have become focused here)
>0B (0 + 10) * 500 * 50 * 3 = 750,000B
>50M (50 + 40) * 400 * 50 * 3 = 5,400,000M
>50% Developed
Structures:
>Mining Facilities: 40M
>Solar Farms: 10B

Ice planet
>70B (70 + 40) * 500 * 50 = 2,750,000B
>0M
>50% Developed
Structures:
>Biomass Farms: 30B
>Solar Farms: 10B

Andai System:

Clour
>15B (15 + 40) * 500 * (40 + 10) = 1,375,000B
>70M (70 + 40) * 400 * (40 + 10) = 2,200,000M
>40% Developed
Structures:
>Mining Facilities: 40M
>Biomass Farms: 30B
>Solar Farms: 10B
Modifiers:
>Space Elevator + Station 88: 10D

B'Nan System:

Kanda
>5B (5 + 10) * 500 * 85 = 637,500B
>90M (90 + 40) * 400 * 85 = 4,420,000
>85% Developed
Structures:
>Mining Facilities: 40M
>Solar Farms: 10B

>>1434391
First for Spooky scary skeletons.

You stand at the door, trying to listen downstairs too.

"What's wrong?" Delilah asks, confused as to why you're staying.

"Nothing." You try to stand less aggressive, loosening the grip on your arm. "Just...thinking."

"Bout what?" She sits up, turning towards you.

"About later."

"Later?"


"Yeah." You walk in, looking at the now folded blanket Delilah helped to make. "When there. What do...you want?"

"When we're there? Um..." She stops to think, shaking her head and shrugging after a while. "I'd like to start doing things like normal again. I know that's not really um, possible, but uh..." She stands up, walking over to where you are. "What about you? What were you thinking?"

"Want to...finish. Your...portrait."


"Really? You still want to draw me?" Delilah is too flustered and excited by that answer that she doesn't try to ask you about long term goals. That's something you really don't have an answer for, and you'd rather not let her know that. "Um, actually though..." she deliberates on asking, finally getting the question out while trying not to look embarrassed by it, "I know it's not probably not something that we can do really soon or anything but I um, maybe when things stop being so...crazy... maybe my grandma can help so that we could um...maybe visit the ocean or something I dunno. I still want to visit it with you."

"We-"


"Lawrence!" Coming from up the stairs, Crockett's startled words get there before he does. He comes into the room in a panic, coming to the window that faces the side of the house and looking out. "Lawrence, we might have a slight dilemma."

[1/2]

"Wh-What's wrong?" Delilah asks, taking a step behind you.

"It's fine," Crockett bullshits, now realizing that she was in there, "You don't need to worry. Make sure you have everything you need ready-" He stops to look outside again, cursing under his breath. Delilah hesitantly leaves you just long enough to grab her bag, quickly coming back to stand a step behind you.


"What's wrong?" You put a hand on her shoulder, trying to be reassuring when you've already become anxious, hair standing on end.

"We've got a woman in uniform snooping around outside," he explains, "I think her car's parked a few houses up, I couldn't see it from the front. She's been looking around from the sidewalk but started coming up to the house now, I don't recognize her but it is a real uniform. Or, at least as close as you could get to a real one."

"Is she going to knock down the door?" Delilah asks.


"No, no she can't do something like that. Unless the Talbot's have half of Bolivia stashed away in their walls, I doubt she would have any sorta warrant or probably cause. Hasn't tried knocking either, could be looking for a kid that wandered off or something I guess. Doesn't rub me the right way though, but I'm also trying to play it safe here." Crockett looks towards Delilah and then back at you, hand reaching inside his coat. "What do you think?"


>Have your mother talk to the officer
>Have Crockett talk to the officer
>Ignore her
>Write-in

>>1433860
>Ignore her

>>1433497
Who should we take out magicus

>>1433523
There paralysed is a man named Knoxoli
Though it would be ignoble to slay him dead
However, his magical rune could be
Beneficial, so let's call it scientific research instead

I also noticed shots flying in runic fest
By thee and a beige foe named Heryik
Should he accept a duel to the death
The favour would be upon you and ich!

>>1433750
Let's take out poor Knoxoli, and you use the power to get something powerful. Let's gather our strength

“Oh hello Callia it is good to see you.” you say looking over at her.

“As it is to see you sir knight,” comes her smiling reply in your head.

You wake the rest of your Pokémon and introduce them to Callia. They all greet her with smiles except for Juniper. Juniper looks at Callia with distrust and the two of them seem to begin some form of silent communication. With them like this you decide to see if anyone else is up right now. You head out and seeing nobody go down to the main hall.

When you arrive in the hall you don’t see anyone down yet. With that being the case you decide to take it as a chance to talk to Callia.

“So do you know about anything interesting in this castle,” you ask her.

“Hmm, well I know where the filth kept his treasures, would you like to see it?”

A. yes
B. not yet(roll 1d100)
C. Wait
D. other

>ye

Also what pokemon do we have again, if any

"I'll do it," you announce, walking to the edge of the Lookout and stepping off the edge.

You float into the air, hovering across from Torbie, who looks back at you with a curious and serious expression. He's trying to size you up, figure out what to make of you. You don't think that this is a guy who's going to rush in blindly and overconfident like Chapuchai.

"Torbie, you've got this!" South Kai calls to his fighter.

The bug-man nods toward his teacher, though he doesn't seem quite as sure as the Kai. You wonder if he senses that your power is greater than his, or if he's just allowing for the chance of defeat. In either case, that may make him more dangerous, as he won't underestimate you.

Telling yourself not to get cocky, either, you begin to gather up your energy, and ready yourself for battle.

Torbie gets into a fighting pose, and you feel his energy begin to flare up. His right leg moves back, and his right elbow does the same, his hand opening up, and his palm beginning to glow.

He thrusts his hand toward you, and a massive, purple ball of light begins to fly toward you.

>A. Dive to avoid it

>B. Block it

>C. Climb higher to avoid it

>D. Deflect it

>E. Fire an Energy Attack to detonate it

>F. Fire an energy attack to push it back

>G. Kuma-Ken

>H. Endure it

>I. Something else

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>>1433357
>E.

>>1433357
>E. Fire an Energy Attack to detonate it

>>1433020
>>second lieutenant
We will lead the defense of Earth.

I say private. We're a grunt that's gonna be the very fucking best one day.

>>1433020
>private
The only thing worse than a enlistee trying to show off to his peers is an officer trying to show off to his peers.

>Resuming last thread.
>20. Mutate 10 Thralls into Maulers

You summon ten of your civilian thralls to your chamber within tie trunk of the Great Tree, the selection of men and women kneel before you, hands splayed on the floor and eyes closed in reverence of your power.

You smile warmly at them, their devotion to the green mothers will is pleasing.
"My children... The green mother has spoken to me... She has a.... Special... Plan for you that will require you to assume more.... Adapted forms"

You spread your hands wide and channel your power, the waves of Arcane energy swirling through the air and sinking through their skin.

Immediately the Thralls begin groaning and shaking, their bones and tendons shifting as the energy forces changes on the cellular level. Their muscles swell and bulge, thick, coarse hair poking through and covering their visible flesh.

With pained cries their jaws and faces elongate into canine snouts, maws filled with razor sharp fangs. Their eyes take on a red hue, the pupils glowing in the dim light. Their ears elongate into points, tipped with dark fur.

Their arms and legs stretch, the bones cracking and healing instantly, fingers sprouting claws like meathooks as the rip at the stony floor.

At last their clothes rip at the seams, falling from their bodies in tattered rags. Your newly made Maulers stand, sniffing the air and growling slightly.

>10 Maulers Created. Maulers are brutal close combat/Night assault soldiers capable of ripping through unarmored troops and cavalry.

>Practice/Research a spell (D20)

>Create/ Research a minion Type (D20)

>Destroy the Remainder of the town (D20)

>Send your Leafwings to Scout (D20, which direction?)

>Begin fortifying the area (Write in what you want, D20)

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>1433087
>Destroy the remainder of the town.

Return this place to a sanctuary for the Mother. At the same time, create some burrows for your maulers and thralls. Maybe use the caverns below for that.

Rolled 13 (1d20)

Welp, I missed the last thread ending and still reading it, but...

>>1433087
>>Destroy the Remainder of the town (D20)

>>1432630
>L.PASS THE REFORM

>>1432630
We back
>A

>>1432630
C.

The previous thread: >>1434227

Where we left off...

You approach The Boss. He croaks out a bit of blood, the swords still ran through his stomach. For the sake of respect, you show him your true form, then lift up his chin and look him in the eyes. "Before you die," you say, as his face contorts painfully, "you are going to tell me everything you can. Are these your lieutenants? What is this pheromone you spoke of? Do you have a special someone that might find out who we are? How about relationships with other bandit clans?" The Boss spits blood into your face, grunting with agony. "Why in jack hell do you think I would tell you anything?" You slap him across the face for his lack of cooperation, proceeding to use your illusion magic to take his form. "Because if you don't then I will make sure your clan burns and dies, and everyone you love suffers. I have my own people to take care of, and I'm not letting a lack of information stop me from keeping them alive. So tell me, or I take away everything you stood for."
"Fine! Urk... These aren't my lieutenants, they're my fucking backstabbing friends, literally. Bane makes a pheromone that keeps monsters away by making them afraid of the scent, or something like that. Lovers are bad for efficiency, so I don't have one. And we don't have any alliances, we stick to ourselves... Ack!" He coughs up another gout of blood. "My... The food stores... No one can get into it unless you have a password that must be verbally stated... The password is... Orion." You see the color draining from his face. If you want to ask anything else, now would be the time.

>Write in

>>1440043
Unless someone has better ideas
>ask him of his latests plans
>reassure him that his clan will live on as long as we guide them
>mercy kill, when we are sure we got all available information.

Do we know any other magic than illusions?