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The Chieftain gives up on his idea, though not quite persuaded into the ritualistic usage of the field, the warriors approach him as well.
They ask for it to be a training field, though they can't really convince him either, so he makes concessions to both.

The Chieftain proudly declares to the tribes, that to settle our differences once and for all, every month we will hold a tournament - 10 warriors of Sun and Moon will fight each other until they are either on the ground or injured.
The winning team's deity shall be everyone's Patron until the next tournament.

Everyone seems content with that solution, even the Skewjo approve of it, though reluctantly.

In between Tournaments, the first to third day of the week will be for the Warriors to train. The fifth to seventh day will be for the Skewjo to hold ceremonies and festivals.
the fourth day will be for the Chieftain to hold grand announcements and for our people to rest.

>>1289318
>Promote spear throwing and archery.
We need better ranged combat abilities, especially if we intend to fight from fortifications.

>>1289766
That's already the War Meta, remember Head-shot culture.

Nodal and Roni grab their rusted telescope and some crackers before racing back to check out the approaching ship.

1. Run to the tallest point on the island, The Tip Top.

2. Run back to the fishing dock.

3. Start barricading your homes.

>>1287596
>2. Run back to the fishing dock.

>>1287596
>2. Run back to the fishing dock.

>>1287108
go fish

>>1287108
Shit

Then go to the edge of the forest and eat some people.

>>1287150
>>1287153
You release a mighty shit. It smells of fish and porcupine. You go to the edge of the woods and find some people fishing at a stream. One of them is about to catch a fish. The other pulls out a gun and points it at you. You become unhappy with the gun. What do you do?

You are hungry
You are unhurt
You are miffed

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>>1288123
Oh, and I'll keep track of the turn order. Please notify if you are dropping in or out, and wait until the end of the turn order to hop in.

I create an extension of the mountain ridge, for 3pp. I have 2pp left.

Really oughta get a hex grid or something on that, OP.

Reposting rules from >>1283569 (except the booklet) because I'm lazy and don't want to keep excess tabs open.

Dawn of Worlds is a collaborative World Building exercise where the players are gods in a new world. They can choose to work together as a pantheon for their combined prosperity or compete as they struggle for dominance.

Submit Gods like so
>God Name
>Domain/Sphere of Influence
>Alignment (Lawful, Unaligned or Chaotic)
>Personality Traits e.g. Aggressive, Cruel, Protective, Secretive, etc. You must have at least two Personality Traits and a max of five.
>Appearance (Optional) e.g. a Giant Six armed humanoid with golden skin and no eyes.

Rule Changes (In addition to the attached PDF)
-Start with 2d6+5 Power Point, and gain 2d6+4 Power Points each round, with the bonus decreasing each round until it reaches 0.
-1 inch=2 Hexes on the Map I'll post next.
-If a player is inactive for three rounds, they are removed
-Players can act in any order, regardless of their points.
-Race Creation undergoes the following changes
>Races have three Personality Traits. They must share at least one Personality Trait with their parent god, who decides their personality traits. These effect how the race acts. Lots of Corruption/Purification can affect their traits. A sub-race must share at least one trait with the parent race.
>Races also have physical traits, stuff like Long-Lived, Regeneration, Flight, etc. They can have any number of these, with real-life average humans serving as the base. When a players makes a race, they list as many of these as they want but if I or another player feels they are OP, they can veto the race's creation until the other player changes the trait. Same applies with subraces

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>>1288131
Fuck off with those shit rules my man, this is my thread. You don't have to do any of that bullshit.

DELET THIS

alright lets get his over with, quest archive doc is here https://docs.google.com/document/d/1N6DV3ou3h5MO0TZi61pc9jGoMBA4p3S4fJ0rCI6qooM/edit?usp=sharing

also here are your stats and items as well as some silly shit https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1VEdRRmqRN2wb661ea1Bz2iXQwqQl2JVgl1OdrmHk3Tk/edit?usp=sharing

Deciding it is actually time to go to that fucking craftworld that the clown keeps pushing you to go to, hell ignoring it would have been the better option in your mind but if he is going to keep pulling you into that library because of it then fuck it lets just get it over with.

You begin to head towards Markal's room, you remember to use the quick way to avoid getting caught by Valirsa, you may be able to act like a girl on surface inspection but past maybe and hour and she will probably find out.

Eventually you reach the old man's room and you knock, several minutes pass before you hear some feet shuffling across the floor and a moan "what is it." Markal asks with an annoyed voice.

"its me, Sasha." you respond

"oh... right, come in the door is unlocked."

you quietly open the door and walk inside, the room was better looking than the last time you had entered it everything was in its place, the chair and blood were gone, and Markal was sitting half dressed on his bed rubbing his eyes.

"alright what do you want, I just got through a long and rather annoying call with inquisition HQ, the fact you impersonated someone related to me and then decided to go after a Greater Daemon just made so much paperwork," he sighs "but on the subject of that Daemon good job."

"casualties were about 90% sir I don't think that is a 'good job'."

"usually its one hundred percent. anyways onto the subject at hand, what do you want from me."

"I have information on an abandoned craftworld name Parthosa, I request that we set course to there."

Markal waves his had dismissively "not our job, if you want someone to take care of the Eldar or what is left of the Eldar call the Ordo Xenos."

"sir I have reason to believe this craftworld may carry some item that will be useful in our ability to combat the forces of Chaos."

"Who told you that?"

shit time to make shit up. "A psyker on the planet that we were just on. he said that if we went there we would be able to find a weapon of great power that would spell doom for the forces of chaos."

Markal raises his eye skeptically, "I cannot fully approve of this.... but say I get holed up with paperwork and say we just stopped near the craftworld and you and two others decided to investigate without my permission... actually fuck it, if you get caught its on you but I'll let you take two people with you onto this."

"really?"

"It will give me time to finish the paperwork before we head to HQ and all honesty I'm curious of what is on there now. Tell Drauge to set a route to that craftworld."

>[1] tell Drauge immediately, get there and get the reward.
>[2] thank Markal and head over there but get some things done first (partial write-in)
>[3] leave, go to sleep and then when you wake up tell Drauge
>[4] write-in

>>1285736
>[2] then we go to Drauge

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>>1285054

The requirements have been met for multiple characters, so two are available for play. Owen, the ex-track star supermart worker or Lee, the Jill-of-all-trades waitress.

>Please select your character!

Lee

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>The continuation of an ongoing quest, with previous iterations available here;

http://pastebin.com/E9Eu48Kz

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And here you are, slacking off in the Consumer District even though you have a lot of things to do. Well, it could be worse, you could've fallen into Severe Depression or something due to an inferiority complex. When you discovered that Petroleum was alive (sealed in Whirlpool's pocket dimension), you managed to convince the diver suit girl and the higher ups for a personal favor. In the end they figured spending an eternity with you would be a more flavorful punishment than being stuck in the void forever. So they permanently transferred the ex-Manager's consciousness into a meeker gynoid body to be your ageless best friend. Certainly better than living with Saccharin for sure.

>"Excuse me, you're acting strange recently. Are you unwell?"

But you digress. Having a close friend on the same position of the totem pole as you are really keeps the inadequate loneliness away. Anyway, you tell Patia Lum (haha you're so clever) that you've only slept poorly. Although that's only a part of the truth, you're really unwell. You can't sleep straight most of the nights, you think you're having behavioral problems and mood swings, and a deep-seeded emotional drive of something you can't specify. Maybe it's just the classic weariness at being so...unpopular.

(2/3)

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Darn, you've already had your adventure some time back but you unsatisfied. Maybe it's a midlife crisis, though you've been eternally 21 for at least a century. It's hard being introspective when you feel afraid of what's making you so miserable.

>"Yoohoo, Gertude, is that you? I can practically hear your INTERNAL MONOLOGUES from here."

Oh if it isn't Soon Fei, a close friend of yours you've met shortly after your adventure with Whirlpool and friends. She's blind so you wonder how she found you even though you haven't said anything for a while. Maybe she heard Patia's voice? Or perhaps your monologuing really is loud enough to be heard. Then again she has that Kung Fu shtick going with her so perhaps she's using her honed martial senses.

You ask her what she wants and she says she...:
>...wants to go shopping with you
>...wants to have a little sparring session with you
>...wants to simply hang out with you

(3/3)

>...wants to go shopping with you

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Two confirmed players so far

>Kingdom of France
Rolled Unassuming Spy for hero, and Kingdom Magician for Spark

>Tsarists Russia
Rolled Agent of Faith for hero, and Eccentric Surgeon for Spark

Taking 1-2 more players, claim your country if interested

>>1290353
I'll join as the British

>>1290357
Welcome aboard, roll 2D10 for Hero character type and Spark character type

>>1287664
>Stay in place

>>1287664
>Explore South

>>1287681
>Stay in place
You stay in place and another organism appears!
I doesn't seems too interested in you..
You chose to:
>Try and make friends
>Rub against it
>FIGHT!!!

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>>1287476
Mina shows to Anabel the new manga she is drawing.
Pic related.

>>1283919
“So you think it’s manageable?” You ask. You didn’t initially want to interrupt them when you found them both meditating in silence, but before you could beg off, Lorelei had apparently gotten slightly fed up with it. You’d taken that as your cue to enter.

“I’m almost certain of it,” she responds. “If I were a wagering person, I’d say it’s an involuntary development of a new ability, likely brought on by the massive amounts of mana she absorbed in the basin. With her body so naturally low on it, my guess is something was jumpstarted, perhaps...although that’s simply a theory.” Izumi hadn’t moved at all from her lotus position, although she’d at least opened her eyes. “Either way, I’m more concerned about her sleeping habits. While I’ve no doubt she can come to control it, it will take time…”

“And we don’t have that!” Lorelei complains. “I don’t like the idea of going to sleep and waking up in someone’s body!”

“We know,” Izumi says calmly. “But there’s little we can do at the moment. I can promise you that if you end up in my body I’ll do my best to direct you, and I’m sure Miranda’s already said she understands, correct?”

You nod as she turns to you. “It’s not something you caused intentionally, and you can’t control it yet. Plus, it doesn’t actually hurt. It just feels strange, like I said. If it happens to someone else…”

“Actually, about that.” Izumi interferes. “I understand that you said it better to keep it a secret, but I’m not so certain. I feel it’d be better to notify the Captain as soon as possible, just so everyone is clear about the situation should she wander into someone else’s head, so as to prevent any undue scares.”

“And start getting people suspicious of me? I dunno about that.” Lorelei looks off to the side. “It’d be bad for everyone- plus it’s just been you and her for now.”

“Mmm.” Izumi looks unimpressed, but relents. “Alright. I’m not entirely sold on it, but if it’s a solid two against one…”

“Speaking of the Captain, though, we need to get to the bridge! Briefing and stuff, right?!” Lorelei quickly pops up, and starts jogging out of the training room. She’s clearly not interested in talking much more about this for now. Izumi just sighs, getting up and walking out at a leisurely pace alongside you.

“She’s rather distraught about the whole thing- which I must admit, surprises me a bit.” she notes. “I’d have expected her to be rather excited about being able to perform such a feat, what with her penchant for acting.”

> “I’m surprised, too. Wonder why she’s so freaked out? Can't just be 'it feels gross'.”
> “Can’t say I don’t understand. Some things are just too much.”
> “If I were here, I’d already be thinking up tactical uses for it.”
> Other.

>>1283922
>“Can’t say I don’t understand. Some things just don't sit well with some people - especially people like us. Bad memories, and all that.”
Hope she decides to talk to us about it, if it's something we can help her with.

Gonna hold off on writing for a bit- I'll be back shortly anyway, just getting some food. That and this run was kinda last second since even though I said I'd run today, I never said when, and didn't give much heads up. So I'll give it about double the time or so.

>>1283820
>> [FRUSTRATION] Jamie I swear to Minerva if nobody is dead you will be

GODDAMNIT.

>>1283820

> ???? Reassuringly peck her on the cheek
Whats in the box!?
And god dammit rage.
Say to solder girl we can finsh this latter

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>>1283953
>>1283935

Ties. Why is it always ties.

Do an extensive workout. We want to look good for school tomorrow. After that, train our powers somemore.

>>1283478
Head home, talk to Solomon. Ask him how he and Scion are brothers if he's some kinda worm thing and scion looks human. Then why his brother tried to contact us, and then wouldn't let us quote one of the best movies ever made.

Plot is gonna REALLY start moving soon isn't it? *Shudder*

>>1290362

"This elevator wasn't working before right? Let's try going down a level and see if that can get us out of this shitty Groundhog's Day loop."

>>1290921
"Yeah. Going down a level sounds like a good idea. We can start with one, and if nothing happens, then we can keep going."
>Rachel pushes the 3 button

>>1291928
>>1290921
'3' Lights up the old elevator shutters into motion. Jaince lets out a sigh of relief as
the elevator shudders and shakes, under your feet, going down. She stops breathing
when the gate opens revealing the number '5' in faded paint.

Janice starts, sobbing. She leans against the wall and slides down slowly, unable to
speak through her tears. You can almost feel the panic and fear rolling off of her. She
starts to hyperventilate. She looks around desperately and asks, “Are we in hell?”

>>1283529
>>Anger. How dare they turn from the Emperor's light? How dare they turn against their people willingly?

>Detachment. My only forthright is to serve the God-Emperor. It does not matter my origin, for it is null in comparison to the Emperor. I live to destroy heretics whoever they maybe.

>>1283529
>>Anger. How dare they turn from the Emperor's light? How dare they turn against their people willingly?