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Hello guys, let's play a simple game. Guess these flags. Get eight of them right and you get to move up to the next difficulty level.

Feel free to post flags yourselves.
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New players are always welcome!

In this quest you assume the role of an aspiring student who is about to enter the Mageknight Academy. You must hone your skills, make some friends (and perhaps also some enemies) and fight battles in order to prove yourself worthy of graduating as a fully fledged Mageknight! Each year (every 100th turn) your character will be tested by the academy to see if your character is progressing well and meeting the Academy's high standards. After the 3rd year your character will head off into a their first mission for a final test.

How to Join:
New players must fill out their character sheets. The sheet must include the following information:
>Anyone can join at any time. Latecomers and laggers are given bonus action points to catch up with the other players.
1) Your character's full name
2) Your character's backstory, appearance and any other useful information.
3) You are given 3 Skill Points. Choose 1 starting spell and 2 other skills or spells.

How to Play:
1) Each turn you will be given 2 [Action Points]. Post your character sheet and your chosen actions along with a 2d100 roll.
>Normally your roll must pass the [Difficulty Challenge] of 25 in order to succeed.
>Getting a 10 and below is a [Critical Failure] while 91 and above is a [Critical Success]
2) All players must wait for the "TURN GO" post before submitting any actions posts. After which you must post your actions only to that post.
3) After all actions are processed and a new turn begins, update your character sheet.
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Acquiring and Improving Spells & Skills:
1) Study, research, explore, train or take classes to discover and learn new spells.
2) Training an already learned spell or skill will raise it further to the next tier once enough [Progress Points] are accumulated.
4) The progress threshold is based on the Fibonacci sequence (1,2,3,5,8,...)
>Usually Spell and Skill tiers are named as Basic => Intermediate => Advanced => Expert => Master
>Alternatively you can label the tiers as T1, T2, T3 and so on.

Spellcrafting:
Spellcrafting involves fusing spells with various skills, knowledge and even other spells that your character has learned together creating a new spell or skill.
>The name of the resulting new spell will be determined by the QM. By default it will be "Cast A B C..."
>Your dice roll will affect the result of the spellcrafting. Lower rolls will result in weaker or negative version of the intended spell and vice versa.

Social Interactions:
1) Role playing with other players is a free action. Role playing with NPCs, however, will cost an action point to do so.
2) Collaborative Player-to-Player actions like trading, tutoring and PvP, will cost an action point to do so.

Combat:
1) Post 2 actions like you normally would. Your opponent will roll their own 2 actions.
2) To defeat your opponent, you must overcome their defensive or evasion roll and vice versa
>If you have not rolled an evasion or defensive roll then your opponent must pass normal DC to hit you and vice versa.
>If both combatants attacked successfully then it's a Double KO.
>If both combatants defended successfully then it's a Stalemate.
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>>1314846
Website: https://sites.google.com/view/mkam/home
In-depth Rules Explanation: https://docs.google.com/document/d/13unrqxqUiX3G0rau6CpEu7Pd5FxEsXz54pfVS9PfGEs/edit?usp=sharing
NPC Database for Madrid: https://docs.google.com/document/d/14Rf_RGpYIs0cdy1eUYYs-hr8_hqVaLrkSSvbzACtoFI/edit?usp=sharing
Discord Server: https://discord.gg/pEEkNkr
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"This byproduct isn't completely a material substance otherwise I would have tagged a chemical engineer. This pink mist is lust. It is the essence of lust. The result of thoughts, feelings, and actions of sexual desire. Why it's pink coloration," Caiden gives a noncommittal shrug, "Sometimes the universe is a funny place."

"The machine that we built to tap into this pipeline was able to transition the mana we pumped through it into another state that did not readily accept this essence of lust and instead evacuated it through it's exhaust. The essence of lust still wishing to be expressed infected the air producing this gaseous aphrodisiac byproduct."

"Where it comes from is something of a theory about how Mana is produced and flows in the environment. The pipeline we're tapping into lays on the natural ley-lines created by the structure of the academy and the interaction with Madrid at large. Normally this mana doesn't carry a heavy coloration. This stuff comes from," pointing to each person present " You, her, me, whenever he naturally bleed out our mana. Or anything carrying mana potential, it'll flow along natural predictable patterns."

"The pink coloration develops because of beings carrying mana potential such as ourselves experiencing lust. Normally this coloration or aspect would disperse harmlessly away in the huge torrent of any ley-line. Happiness, Hate, Love, all gets washed in the mix. However if you have repeated coloration of a flow of Mana overtime it'll retain that coloration long after the event is over. Especially if you prevent that ley-line from dispersing it's Mana naturally, which is what this pipeline is doing."

"I suspect that there is a point along this pipeline that is exposed. And I suspect that the mage student population there is coloring this mana. Something as simple as the longing of a heavy crush is being spilled into this pipeline and being retained long after it should."

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You are the former United States Navy warship USS HOEL, now returned as a shipgirl and ready to kick Abyssal ass!

After a pretty eventful mission that had you tangling with Russians AND Abyssals, including a new type you'd never encountered before, suffice to say you were pretty tuckered out. Not to mention, after you had gotten back, you were grilled for HOURS by the Captain over the appearance and capabilities of the AA Princess, which seemed to concern him greatly.

Also, there was a big kerfluffle over what to do with Błyskawica, considering she was a Polish ship that somehow ended up in the Pacific. Not only were there concerns of how exactly she'd fit into the command structure and where she'd be transferred, but also how to explain the whole thing to the Russians, who naturally were not happy that she had caused millions of dollars in damages to their fleet.

In the end, the Polish government decided to attach Błyskawica to the Pacific joint fleet, apparently as a concession to Canada so as not to split her from Haida, and also be involved in the effort to bloody Abyssal noses. Both the Polish and the Russians also agreed to keep Błyskawica's engagements against the Russian navy quiet, to maintain the status quo and so to not further embarrass the Russians.

So, basically, Błyskawica was part of the fleet now.

Either way, the first thing you did was head back to your room and get some sleep. Nothing out of the ordinary there. But the moment you woke up, you realized something was very wrong...

It was quiet.

The destroyer barracks were never quiet.

>There has to be some sort of explanation for this.
>PANIC
>Other
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>>PANIC
God forbid they're BORED!
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>>1321544
>PANIC

Are they messing with new upgrades?

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You wake up to the sound of shrill beeping as your alarm clock screams for the fourth time this morning. You turn over from the couch, and the paper plate containing your leftover tendies and cheeto dust fly from your stomach onto the floor.

"Not again."

You ponder about your past and what got you here: (Prior Occupation)
>College Dropout
>Basement NEET
>Union Worker on Strike
>STEM holder with no job

You rise from the couch and turn off the alarm. Things have been quiet lately, even in the news cycle. You go to your computer, stepping over the now-wasted tendies to browse on /pol/ and violently shitpost to begin your day with a laugh. The desktop does not turn on. Odd, the power must be out.

You check, and see that the power plug is unhinged, and realize your mistake.

Maybe I should look for another job in case shit does hit the fan some day... (Future Occupation)
>NEET
>Package Loader
>Gas Station Attendant
>Car Wash
>Grocery

You feel a sense of urgency. Perhaps those tendies are still worth something. You dust off the hairs upon them and begin your day.
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Housekeeping:
All list choices are assumed to have the "other" option listed under them, for future reference.
In absence of a majority vote after a resonable period of time, I will either call for a tiebreaker, or pick the most entertaining/insightful option.
Thread music: (Cyberpunk and post-apocalyptic recommendations are also welcome)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hlbRWWUNXxo
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MV_3Dpw-BRY
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EP6pT0aYsdE

Other Options:
Resources:
MC owns 2 of these resources:
>An incredibly shitty pinto
>A 10 speed bike
>A Hatchet
>A Swiss Army Knife
>USB with Hacking software
>A USB with a miniature library (Including Survival and First Aid information)
>Tactical Dildo, complete with laser sight attachment and forward grip
>$210 in cold, hard pennies
>Drugs, lots of drugs

Our protagonist also has only one surviving family member:
>Mother
>Father
>Uncle
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>>1319754
Prior occupation: STEM holder
Future occupation: Gas Station Attendant

Other Options:
Resources: Dildo and bike
Family member: Uncle
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>>1319830
Shitty pinto and usb of hacking

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THE GALAXY IS IN TURMOIL!

After the battle over the Forest Moon of Endor, chaos still reigns in a galaxy recovering from the chains of the GALACTIC EMPIRE!

Striking from MANDALORE, the warrior clans march in a new uprising, led by the legendary BOBA FETT!

The NEW REPUBLIC, formerly the REBEL ALLIANCE, struggles to rebuild their former territory!

In the shadows of the UNKNOWN REGIONS, the brilliant GRAND ADMIRAL THRAWN gathers the strength of the IMPERIAL REMNANT!

It is in these times that fortunes may be made, empires may be built, and fates may be spun.
You are ADMIRAL JANUS CAIN, commander of a respectable warfleet, currently over Anobis, currently demanding to stay with the rebel commando you captured until she recovers...

You are wearing
>Your light armor, covered by a civilian cloak
You have as weapons
>A green lightsaber, taken from Rahm Kota
>A heavy blaster pistol
>You left arm, a military grade prosthetic equipped with a grapple
You are accompanied by
>Task Force Anobis-Alpha-One "Womp Rat Fuckers," consisting of your Darkeyes, you, the 243rd 'Pyre Boys', the 321st 'Ire's Eyes', and the 826th 'Bound Dogs.' They are currently waiting for you back at your shuttle.
>1,050,000 liquid credits
>roughly 600,000 in disposable cargo (depending on how well you barter)
>355,000 Stormtroopers with your fleet
>85 AT-ATs, 140 AT-STs and assorted dropships with the fleet
>3 ISDs, 1 of those Mark 2, 30 Victories (1 and 2s,) 2 Acclamators, 12 Tartans, 10 Nebulon-Bs, 4 MCs
>160 TIE wings, 40 TIE bomber wings
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Archived on Sup/tg/ under SWWQ, Star Wars Warlords Quest.
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“No, I’m staying with the patient. Security can come to me,” you say.

+Of course, sir. Contacting security.+

After a few seconds, the droid clicks.

+Security is on the way.+

It’s a few minutes before you hear the clomping of boots outside the medbay. Slow response times, you think. You consider correcting them, but realize that if you ever had to attack this place, you could exploit that. Maybe when I rule here, in name and title instead of power alone, you decide. Five men march in, cramming into the relatively small medbay. They all have Imperial-ordered blaster rifles held lazily, and they relax even more when they see your badges. Sloppy, sloppy, sloppy, is all you can think.

After identification is sorted, they escort you to the Clan Council chambers, leaving two of their number and your Darkeyes behind. You stare up at the council, expectant.

>Immediately blame them for the war cuz lolz
>I dunno, be political or somethin, mebbe ask who they are?
>Other
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>I dunno, be political or somethin, mebbe ask who they are?

ded quest
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I have no idea what's going on but fuck it.

> You did it.

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You are Prince Meirion auk Gwyrren, the only sane man in a royal family with dubious concepts of strategy, justice, taxation, and governance in general. You have made it your goal in life to keep your family on the throne and your head firmly attached to your body.

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There you are, riding into Aurwain in a gilded carriage. You have no idea where Myrddin found it, or the dozens of guards who are escorting you in. No doubt all of them are his spies - there's no way he'd trust outsiders with something this important and you'll both need as many of his agents as possible in the city - but you didn't know he had quite so many around the capital still.

Reagan holds Rhein and Aislin to her chest. The babies are, thankfully, extremely docile. Their bright eyes scan across the crowd with curiosity, but there actually isn't all that much for them to see from their vantage point.

"It's nice to be back in the capital," Olwen says. "Degfford felt a little too isolated at times."

"The isolation had a number of benefits," Myrddin says. "It's not like all our nominal allies can be trusted anyway."

Olwen, Eleri, Myrddin and Nimue are sitting across from you.

"You're being too subdued, your highness," Eleri says. "You should play to the crowd a little more."

>[Dilettante/Autosuccess] Show off to the crowd a bit.
>Maintain quiet dignity.
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>>[Dilettante/Autosuccess] Show off to the crowd a bit.
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>>1320915
>[Dilettante/Autosuccess] Show off to the crowd a bit.
loudly give the babies a tour
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It's a good thing you're wearing your crimson coat with gold trimmings; it makes you look more impressive as you gingerly take your son from Reagan's arms and stand up to show him off to the crowd's acclaim. Rhein looks back at the crowd for all of ten seconds before he decides grabbing onto your tassels is a better use of his time. The people love it though and that's what really matters right now.

The city guard open up a path for your procession as you get closer to the palace. There are no commoners in this area, but there are some nobles, including your family. As soon as the carriage stops and you step down, there's a high-pitched squeal and your mother swoops down on you. The next thing you notice, your arms are empty.

"Oh, he is so adorable!" Your mother holds Rhein up and tickles his belly with her nose. "I'm going to teach you to lie and seduce women and have people assassinated when they get in your way so you can turn out just like your father!"

"I'm so glad someone else around here has their priorities straight," Reagan says as she disembarks. She holds her arms up and Olwen passes Aislin down to her.

>"It's important to get an early start on these things."
>"I believe that can wait a few years, mother."
>"Here, have a look at your granddaughter."

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Grey sky, cold air. Can barely breath, eyes burn and my chest hurts...or maybe its just my heart that's hurting. I can still feel the bindings Aizen bound me with when I was. My mind forces itself away from that thought as I slump forward, running my hands through my hair, feeling just drained...no that's not the right word. I feel more than drained, I feel like I've just been thrown into a war after being starved for a year, every part of me is sore and feels like its been stabbed through and stitched back into place with Ice. I feel sick because...because. I groan sickly as I try to force myself to think about what happened what I am but....my entire existences turns away, trying to deny it as my very soul seems to cry in protest.

I just want to run away somewhere, but I can't. to stubborn and tired to and I'm disgusted with myself for not wanting to face all this, and for....yeah.

Sosuke is standing next to me, I can tell because of the pressure on my shoulders, but it isn't comforting it's just heavy. He clears his throat, and I glare at him through my fingers. My knuckles are still bleeding from when I woke back up and saw that mask laying in front of me.

He smiles weakly, awkwardly for once not having a goddamn thing to say to me. I can see the pity in his eyes, and it just pisses me off more.

"Kimi" He says after who knows how long, must've been at least a minute of silence before he spoke "I....I'm sorry I let my thirst for knowledge bring you here"

"That's the fifth time you said something like that" I say coldly as he sits next to me.

"I'm just trying to make sure you know I'm....sorry" He says hanging his head "I never knew that would happen"

"Just stop talking about it" I bark at him as he sighs and looks towards the sky

"I already have a cover story ready for all this you know" He says, sounding feverish, like he was just forced to down a shot of burning sake "It came to me while you were unconscious, and I think it would be best if you followed it to the letter"

he turns to me as I just keep staring at the devastation in front of me, my zanpakuto sitting in my legs. Sosuke waits for a response, I give him none.

He turns away from me, crossing his arms and closing his eyes as he repeats the plan that must've ran through his head a thousand times already or maybe more.

"A menos somehow appeared in here unexpectedly, drawn by our reiryoky most likely" he says, adjusting his glasses "You were injured in battle, however the hollow was dealt with before it could cause anymore damage like you see before you....yes it seemed like it was just an hollow overconfident in its own power, that was vanquished by me and Kemuri...yes, yes I will investigate in how such a thing got here, yes, thank you for understanding"

He turns to me, smiling with a pained look in his eyes.

cont
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>>1320645

What do I do?
[] Nothing
[] Laugh
[] Ask why he still cares
[] just wander away
[] Snap at him
[]Repeat what he just said
[] Ask him what am I supposed to do
[] Angrily ask why he hasn't gotten me a very strong drink yet
[] Hug him, and thank him for being such a loyal friend.
[] write in
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>>1320647
>[] Ask why he still cares
>[] Ask him what am I supposed to do
>[] Angrily ask why he hasn't gotten me a very strong drink yet
>[] just wander away
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>[]Repeat what he just said
>[] Ask him what am I supposed to do
>[] Angrily ask why he hasn't gotten me a very strong drink yet

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The Four Lands are rife with war, as Winterlands, fights the Springland for dominance. You will have a chance to change your destiny as chaos is abound and magic flourishes. What adventures will you have, and what people will you meet?

Define Gender
Male
Female

Homeland
Winterhold
Summerhome
Springhall
Autumnhearth
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>Female
>Springhall
I made a mistake. Also, here's a bigger version, Homeros.
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Female
Autumnhearth
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>Male
>Springhall
Spring a best

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OPENING CRAWL: http://brorlandi.github.io/StarWarsIntroCreator/#!/AKTjy2VjkQBEpB9AEgU-

“The plan is…” Admiral Reike steps around his office, observing all of the pictures of various Yuuzhan Vong Princesses. Defiant stands by the door, waiting for an order dutifully. You meanwhile sit down, watching him. “We capture a Yuuzhan Vong Princess, figure out what makes them tick. To defeat an enemy you must know them, the Grand Admiral understands this. I’m sure you understand this as well, considering I’ve groomed you quite well at the Academy. And once we find out how they work, we’ll be another step closer to victory against the Vong.”

“So… what’s the plan then?” you ask cautiously.

He points to the Super Star Destroyer Princess, a large woman similar in height and even bust to Executor. Her face was partially shrouded by a large hood from a flowing black cloak, with her arms wreathed with chains and spikes. Beneath the shadow of the hood, her eyes glowed a near solid red, with pinprick little pupils in them. “That is our target, Admiral.”

> SUPER STAR DESTROYER PRINCESS <
> LUS@&*Y! <

“A Super Star Destroyer Princess?” You stand up, walking up next to him. He pauses, folding his arms and gazing upon the Princess. “I mean, a Corvette I can understand, a Cruiser, maybe. But a Super Star Destroyer Princess requires a huge force of ships to even match evenly. How do you expect to capture one?”

“I called in a favor from a few friends of mine in the Biolabs,” he explains. He snaps his fingers. Defiant walks up to him, then places a vial of green chemicals in his hand. He presents it to you. “This is a specialized knockout gas. It’s derived from the same pesticides we used on the Geonosians. Very powerful, can kill you if you inhale too much of it in fact.”

“And you want to use this?” you ask. “On a Yuuzhan Vong Princess.”

“We’ve already tested this on our own Starship Girls in the past. Dazes them, knocks them out in two minutes,” he explains. That makes you wince a little. Well, obviously he had to get test subjects somewhere you suppose. “I already have the personal blessing of the Emperor and Lord Vader to go forward with this Operation, Admiral. And I would like for you to be part of it. What do you say?”

> “I see that they’re correct that dementia comes with age too.”
> “I’m in. Where do we start?”
> “This is crazy. This isn’t going to work.”
> Other
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>> “I’m in. Where do we start?”
I have such a bad feeling about this.

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Last time one MSGQuest:

> ███████ dilated the Empowered Mortal’s perception of time so as to give itself the millennia’s of time required to fully transcribe its understanding of the Counterpoint into the Empowered Mortal’s mind. Unfortunately the strain of this process drove the Empowered Mortal insane...

> ███████ invoked the Command of Finality in a second attempt to scour the Malignancy from creation. On this occasion, the Malignancy, despite perfectly anticipating ███████’s actions, failed to escape, or otherwise survive, the Command of Finality...

> ███████ created a psychic construct designed to help the Empowered Mortal piece together its ravaged psyche...
███████ set about creating a new, fertile landscape to replace the Steppes and Forests lost while combating the Malignancy...

> ███████ created a dynamic weather and climate system for the Mortal realm. One which was as fine-tuned towards the development of plant-life as could be without simultaneously endangering sapient beings...

> The Empowered Mortal, wracked by madness, released the seals keeping the Counterpoint dormant and contained. The Spear-Wielding Mortal was maimed in the process...

> ███████ created a handful of mortals out of the muddy soil of the newly created Fertile Plains. These Mortals were inherently predisposed towards agriculture, horticulture, and botany...

...

In this game each player takes on the role of a fragment of a deity's consciousness. You have omnipotence, and may create, influence, or destroy anything you desire...
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There is only one answer to what we must create,

> Tiny Bipedal creatures that pollinate the flowers. Spread them all through the realm!
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question:
are the step dwellers okay, I remember we resurected them at some point, still not sure about it?
if not
>recreate the steppdwellers
back to square one

if yes
>create deers
so they actually have something to hunt
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Get a bit crazy with the designs dude, we can have skittish meat animals without them just being deer.

Also turning off my trip, didn't realize it was on.

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(Old thread is on autosage. Can be found here: >>1300234)

Now that we've finally navigated our way out of that spoopy house and have been sucked into the never-ending abyss of darkness, we can continue onto part 2 of our adventure!

For those of you who weren't with us last time, 'I'm up' is a quest that takes us down a very Silent Hill-esque road. You don't know who you are. You don't know your name, and the only memories of your life that you've recalled so far are that you went to high school and that you had a Russian nesting doll as a child.

You're not off to a rollicking good start in the recollection department.

But physically you don't think you could be doing better. Last thread we compared you to a female Adonis, with stern features, long black hair, and icy blue eyes. What's more, you've been through a short imprisonment by what you think might be the ghost of a child, gone through a completely abandoned house, and witnessed a shattered phone receiver echo out one last message before dying completely... And you seem to be doing just fine. Sure the experience may have rattled you some, but all in all you've got your head screwed tightly on your shoulders.

At least, that's the way it seemed where we left off...

The last time we saw our nameless protagonist was right when she was being dragged down into dark nothingness, unable to pull herself away... But then a voice called out, and told us that it would guide us through this little predicament of being sucked into the void.

Let's see if whoever said that kept their promise, or left you to rot.

(Rules and further info in the following posts, also stats as well as the next quest prompt will be posted. Stand by for spoopy.)
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(This is your physical sheet, which shows off what you have in your inventory, your clothes, your storage space, etc...

BEAR IN MIND: The only things NOT shown on this list are the business cards you keep in your wallet. I'm working on a separate graphic for that.

But for the time being, here's what you've got.

Business Cards: [Anna's Tailoring] and [Saint George OBGYN]

I'm also working on a weapons system because there will be combat in this quest, but it's not 100% good to go yet. For now, let's just say that equipping your knife and storing it can be done at will and without consequence. Just don't expect that to carry over.

Now, onto the rules of the game.

1. We decided last thread that exploration and item storage would be done on an 'auto' basis. For exploration, that means the players get to choose where to go and what to examine first, but the object is always examined in full. All keys will be tried on all locks unless specified otherwise. Also, for inventory, all things that can be picked up will be picked up unless the players do not want it or if you run out of inventory.

2. Sometimes rolling is important. For combat, mostly... Other times popular vote determines what happens. Sometimes you're left to decide these things on your own. When rolls are involved each player rolls once per 'turn' and the highest number is always taken. Popular vote is exactly as it sounds.

3. We're still figuring out the kinks, as this is my first original quest and problems will most likely happen. Don't get discouraged, we'll figure it out and get back on track if we ever run off of it.

4. This is more of a note than a rule... You're not going to see any Silent Hill characters in here. You're not going to see any identical Silent Hill monsters in here. And the reason I call it Silent Hill-esque is because it's impossible to think of psychological horror and not have Silent Hill come to mind. I mean, those are the guys you go to when you need creepy or eerie or emotional distress. That's what they do. But we are playing with original characters and an original premise.

Any other questions, just ask. Standby for further prompting.)
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Your eyes flutter, but shut despite your body's attempt to rouse itself. You don't know where you are. You don't know if there's any danger around you. You don't know if you're even in one piece and your body wants to rest.

Your name... You don't know. Your age... From what few glimpses and mirror appearances you've seen of yourself, you'd estimate that to be around 26. How you got here... You don't know. You can't remember anything that would have led to you being cooped up in that small stone prison, or that chilling house.

But -here- you did know. You remember having the floor dissolve from under your feet, the step into the unknown proving to be one that could have killed you. Blackness that bubbled over and belched itself onto your feet, your legs... Until you were completely absorbed into nothingness.

No. No, that's not entirely right. You remember something else. There was a voice, there was someone else that told you it would help you... "Don't worry. I've got you." ... You can still hear the faint echoes in your mind.

For some reason, it's this that your body responds to. You open your eyes and immediately see the grey, green hue of damp, cut grass. You're outside, laying on your stomach. You take a moment to make sure everything is where it should be, that nothing is severed or broken... Everything seems to be perfectly fine. You push yourself to wake up further, grunting as you lift off of the grass and move into a sitting position. Your hands come to rest at the satchel, holding it before unsnapping the canvas and searching for the contents inside.

Wallet, key ring, papers... But your angel figure is gone. It's not destroyed, rather there's just no trace of it ever existing in the first place. But you know you didn't dream it, and despite it being incredibly strange, you don't feel upset or disappointed. At least neither you nor that angel are in that terrible house anymore.

With that said the idea that someone might have came by and swiped it leaves a sour taste in your mouth.

...Then again there doesn't seem to be anyone else around. You finally take note of your surroundings and find that you appear to be in the middle of a garden. You can smell the flora, sweet scents of flowers intermingling with the moisture on the grass... It's very pleasant. You rise to your feet, which are equally as grateful for having something soft to stand on.

Now that you're higher up you look around the area... Still no one. This garden appears to be deserted. With that being said, it could very well be too early or too late for people to be out. With the thick clouds smothering the sky you're not sure what hour of what day it could be. You're not happy about that.

You listen for the sounds of anyone in the area... The only thing you hear are the gentle ripples of what you assume is water... Though you can not see it.

You will not deny that this is peaceful. However, you don't feel comfortable standing still. It's time to get moving.

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You look around and see several points of interest. There are quite a few hedges that stand tall, dividing a stone road, but at the epicenter of it all is a huge statue of what appears to be a human covered in robes. From your position you can see that the statue is made out of some kind of beige stone.

You also see some flower beds... Surprised to see the color on those...

Behind you are a thick row of daffodils, and to your right is what seems to be a picnic area. You think you see something set up there... But you are not sure. You would have to get closer to examine it in full detail.

You hear the water more clearly now, and you'd judge it as being very close to where you are.

You see several stone pathways lining in front of you.

You feel like there's much to look at here.

(Please specify what you would like to do.)

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Discord: https://discord.gg/fjQ8D

Character Sheet (Full!):https://drive.google.com/open?id=1jI0aGxA_2h3SAcPYri-1fdgskbK3IbtfEzSLJ7VY9gU
Character Sheet (Renexizious Only!): https://drive.google.com/open?id=1xgNKMzLUZS9L05DUCxmsvuYs-bGPIRpQsFv5k7oaBBk

Last episode we fought against Drow terrorism and succeeded, with the cost being Renexizious just coming down with only a slightly deadly disease. In addition, Elizabeth has become less autistic

In addition, her shapeshifting has upgraded.
Oh, and Chrysoula's father has come for a bit... But while Renexizious's sick, you won't exactly talk to him.

Elizabeth is currently your regent!

The Cabinet currently wants to talk to you.
A national poll has gathered the war exhaustion of your Empire is Very High.
A few werewolves seem to have gone missing in Hansodr, with little to no leads.
Your population's healthcare is currently stretched to it's limit, with a notable shortage of doctors.
There are currently petitioners awaiting you.
The cabinet wants to speak with you.

Treasury: 30$ Million

National Actions (2)

>Encourage Industry!
>Look into the werewolf disappearances?
>Expand the military!
>Research things!
>Construct in Stockholm!
>Construct in another country's capital!
>Influence the Russian Election!
>Try to get more power as monarch and less power to the Parliament! (Elizabeth Only! She's popular enough to possibly decrease the status of Parliament and get you more money and power!)
>Intervene in Persia... (Might get the Chinese to attack you!)
>...You know, Renexizious often goes on vacations... Maybe you should. To that other dimension he talks in his sleep about... (Visit the kobolds!)
>Diplomatic Actions!
>See what the Cabinet wants.
>Take petitions from the commoners!
>...See about trying to reform a branch of the government.
>Try to expand the healthcare system!
>...Try to upgrade Renexizious's fast food place?
>Try to treat Renexizious more...
>Look into over-seas expansion?
>...Maybe you should go on a tour of the empire, and see what's prospering and not...
>...Try to deploy troops back to Korea.
>Deal with the anti-war protestors.
>Write-In

Personal Actions: 1

>Spend time with Renexizious?
>Spend time with Chryosula?
>Spend time with Charlemagne?
>Spend time with... Frankizka...
>Try to spend time with Renexizious's parents, perhaps?
>Try to spend time with one of your children?
>Write-in
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>Look into the werewolf disappearances?
>Take petitions from the commoners!
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>>1313378
>Spend time with... Frankizka...
Need to talk to her anyways
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>>1313378
>Look into the werewolf disappearances?
>...Maybe you should go on a tour of the empire, and see what's prospering and not...
>Spend time with... Frankizka...

In a time of global conflict, the elite international task force Overwatch was formed. Soldiers, scientists, adventurers, and oddities: together, they ended the Omnic Crisis and restored peace to a war-torn world. For a generation, the heroes of Overwatch protected the world, inspiring an era of exploration, innovation, and discovery.

After many years, Overwatch became troubled, and finally disbanded. Without them, world conflict and terror rose again. Governments weakened by strife ceded power to mega-corporations. Militaries were replaced by private security forces. Some omnics returned to war with humanity; others remained peaceful, but faced fear and violence.

Overwatch was gone. But the world still needed heroes.

You are a young man who's been many things: adventurer, treasure hunter, freedom fighter, and international criminal. Recently you encountered the re-formed Overwatch: a grand title for two ex-agents, Winston and Tracer, operating as outlaws out of an abandoned Watchpoint. Despite their down-and-out-status, or perhaps because of it, you were inspired to join them. You left your old life behind to become the first recruit of the new Overwatch.

Now you and Tracer are travelling the globe, defending the people of the world from harm and searching for potential agents to rebuild Overwatch. The world needs heroes. Maybe you can be one of them.

Updates: https://twitter.com/ravenkingquests

Previous Threads: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Overwatch%20Quest

Discord: https://discord.gg/t7DHUPk
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Hey Raven, heard that there were gonna be butts and Overwatch Quest. Couldn't decide which I wanted more so...
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Maybe I just won't give time estimates, then?

Anyway, before we get started, let's take the opportunity to look over Seeker's equipment and decide if you want to make any changes. We haven't got a chance to use our Caduceus Core in action, but you might want to swap something else around.

MC Loadout pastebin: https://pastebin.com/YP8XcbxG

>Change Caduceus Core.
>Change Tesla Core.
>Change Ultimate Core.
>Forge new armor.
>Nothing for now.

>Statistics: https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1p2K_evlFKjbblbSTf3ZSf-0xECyNHEeiQEgyiFdADcw/edit?usp=sharing
>Character: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1F43-0W17qNQ3Q_FwOOQPYw8Rf4HmSCFrEcAv-uOPQD0/edit?usp=sharing
>Tasks: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1agFmzgoNb0jeqd2G9H2voZ5Zm4N6fxPTQXQyt_GY9ec/edit?usp=sharing
>Map: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1R4k6mlYRnyTZwvhp8RvfBRJnOnAvD-3K57iKrFqBtsw/edit?usp=sharing
>Rolling Rules: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1D6xlxpzfqF_rC2iemL-OGhFkNK4uiy8PZdvjkkdVBPU/edit?usp=sharing
>Archive: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?searchall=shipgirl+commander
>Twitter: https://twitter.com/DiceToTableTop

‘Hey.’

You’re shaken from your reverie by the gentle—if a little rough—voice of your companion and driver, the Old Man. The morning sun shone in the distance as the comfortable scenery of rolling hills and rice fields once again entered your view. You were the only ones on the road, save for one or two trucks that passed by every now and then. The Old Man had decided to forgo his usual habit of gunning down the stretch in favor of a relaxing drive, which you were thankful for. The cold morning air hits you again… it was already the middle of autumn. It had been a while since you’d been out on the highway with just your own thoughts for company.

‘Hey.’

You turn to the Old Man, whose brows were furrowed as his eyes fixed themselves on you.

‘You’ve been spacing out for a bit, sonny,’ the old man mentions pointedly, his hands tapping the wheel. ‘Everything all right?’

‘Yeah, just a little sleepy,’ you try to reassure him, your eye once again staring at the passing hills and the field of a distant farm. ‘That’s all.’

‘Of course it is,’ he chuckles, bemused. You don’t blame him; anyone whose gaze that lingered on your right about now would have been able to see just how much the gears of your head were clicking.

To tell the truth, you were worried.

The Grand Lieutenant had arranged for this. That was cause enough for alarm.

What added to it was the acknowledgment that you were probably the most unscrupulous Commander under the wing of The Admiralty. Between your causing a scene with the local gangsters, getting a RAY wrecked and the display that you had given in Ominato, there was the perception that you didn’t have a whole lot going for you in a good direction.

‘You know, sometimes when things are going south and you’re at the end of your rope,’ The Old Man offers, ‘talking about it helps.’

>‘I’m about to go in front of a bureaucratic firing squad.’ (Defeated)
>‘Just thinking if I’ve really done a good job is all; you don’t get your number called for good work.’ (Worried)
>‘No, I’m fine, really. Just tired.’ (Reinforce initial statement)
>‘I don’t think you can comprehend my situation, old man.’ (Dismiss the conversation)
>Write-In
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>>‘No, I’m fine, really. Just tired.’ (Reinforce initial statement)
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>‘Just thinking if I’ve really done a good job is all; you don’t get your number called for good work.’ (Worried)
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>>‘Just thinking if I’ve really done a good job is all; you don’t get your number called for good work.’ (Worried)

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With the whirring of machines and clash of metal, the Factory works tirelessly, endlessly, never stopping. Deep below, within the earth, the gears that turn the Factory grind away at their mysterious purpose. You have left your previous life behind, and now are trapped within the Factory.

Good luck. You'll need it.
Twitter: https://twitter.com/AthinarOfJeno

Discord: https://discord.gg/un6aawU


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>"Well, seeing as you're the first friendly face we've seen, of course."
>"Sure,name's Alice and Constance. What's yours?"

>Writing.
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You look at the man, contemplating, before eventually shrugging.

"Well, considering you're the first friendly face we've seen, of course." Constance seems to agree with your statement, but she seems to be too exhausted from the pain to say anything.

"Name's Alice, and this is Constance. What's yours?"

Grunting, and pulling a jagged metal shank, wrapped in duct tape, from the madman's pockets, the older man stands up, gripping the shank tightly.

"Bruce. Got any idea where we are?"

Thinking back on the pit you and Connie woke up in, you consider all your information, and eventually say,

>"I think it's some sort of fancy cult facility. We woke up at the bottom of a bloody pit that they threw down."
>"It's some sort of... 'Loading Dock'. For some reason they logged the people killed in the pit we woke up in."
>"Fuck if I know. We should keep moving."
>Write-in.
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>>"It's some sort of... 'Loading Dock'. For some reason they logged the people killed in the pit we woke up in."
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>"It's some sort of... 'Loading Dock'. For some reason they logged the people killed in the pit we woke up in."

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