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The following post, in SW intro form: https://brorlandi.github.io/StarWarsIntroCreator/#!/AKdbNoiHz19cEl_GOF6S
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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 standing your ground near the captured Rebel sniper in the miner's compound...
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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>cont.
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"My apologies, but I need to remain with this patient until my security detail gets here," you say.
+Registered. Contacting Dewcot security.+
It isn't long before you hear clomping boots on the metal floor outside. Ten men come through the medical cycler, clutching laser rifles in their hands. They visibly relax when they see your Imperial armor, visible through the burn holes in your cloak. The leader steps forward.
"I need to see some ID," he asks, with a definite shake underlying his voice.
You grab your badge off your shoulder, and hold it up for him. After shouldering their weapons, your team does the same. The chief relaxes.
"Alright. Can you explain why you couldn't take the two minute walk to CenSec?"
"Yes. We're currently trying to stop this foolish civil war, and another party is trying to keep it going. This girl," you motion to her, "is part of that other party. Leaving her alone would invite an assassination attempt."
He raises an eyebrow. "Bit paranoid, aren't you?"
You give him a level gaze. "I've learned to be."
The medical droid bleeps behind you. +Full medical scan complete. No further injuries recorded. One mental disorder detected: Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder. Patient to be placed on sedatives and restrained.+
>Don't sedate
>Don't restrain or sedate
>Carry on
>Other
The security chief pipes up. "The clan chiefs would like to speak with you, Admiral Cain."
>Go
>Don't
>Other
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The opening crawl link in the first post is outdated. Sorry about that. Also, I'm going to wait a few hours in between posts to allow the votes to roll in.
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>Don't sedate
>Go, Leave half the squad here.
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When we last left off, Mr. Bones and his newfound pet, Doggo, claimed an underground fortress from a cult that lurked beneath the walled city of Hophel with the help of a few prisoners. While staying in his new home, he discovered the secrets of necromancy! Now, he walks the street looking for more food and defenses when more cultists return.
You now walk the streets of Hophel shrouded in clothing. You can visit:
>The Market
>The Blacksmith
>The Library
>The Inn
>The Trading Station
>The Quarry
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Look for the slums. We need to build up an army. Find the first dead person you can, and then use necromancy on them, then use that person to carry other dead bodies to the church.
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If you're going to defend yourself from any cultists, then using your necromancy powers will surely help. The criminally active slums of this city may be able to yield some corpses. Unfortunately, your current MP (180) cannot fully necromance a human corpse, which costs about 200 MP. You decide the next best thing is to cut up the body instead. Reminder: you're able to fuse necromanced body parts together for 30 MP. After some searching, you finally find a body! His chest is full of stab wounds.
>Hand (30)
>Foot (30)
>Arm (60)
>Leg (60)
>Torso (80)
>Head (50)
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>>1279788
Can we do head and torso?
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Northern Beasts Quest #26 2017-03-17 03:33:09 Post No.1275884
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“Where I go, no man may follow.” - from the journal fragments of Konstantin Volkov Vorona.
Three southerners were hanged in Port Daud this morning, suspects charged with an arson attack on a munitions factory. Thankfully, you arrive late enough to be spared that spectacle. Even so, a cloud seems to hang over the area – and not just the usual cloud of industrial smog. An ill mood, the sort that seems all too common these days.
Walking along the docks, the mingling scents of salt and diesel fuel war for your attention. Taking your time, you walk the length of the docks until you find the Abaddon. It stands empty and abandoned, while the few passing sailors give it a wide berth. Unarmed, the Abaddon could blend in with any number of other ships, traders and fishing vessels... if not for the faintly unwholesome air that hangs about it. Nothing you can put your finger on, but it's the same air that drives away the other sailors.
Not, you will admit, a promising sign.
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You've heard people say that every scar has a story. If that's true, Titus Gore must have a few interesting tales to tell. One half of his mouth has a long and jagged ridge of scar tissue that climbs his cheek, while his front teeth – when they peer through his thin lips – have been replaced by gaudy silver implants. It's not exactly a smile that reveals those teeth to you, but it might have been intended as such.
The dock worker who had given you directions to this bar, to Gore's favourite haunt, had also given you a murmured warning. Now, you can see why. Gore is not along, flanked on either side by three particularly rough thugs. Gore might have attempted a smile of greeting, but his companions make no such effort. A single nod from their boss, you sense, and those men would throw you out in a heartbeat. A show of weakness, and they might start trouble for the sheer sport of it.
So you do the only thing you can do. You take a seat at their table, as if it was the most natural thing in the world, and you make yourself comfortable. The thugs look surprised, bewildered even, but Gore gives you an appreciative leer.
Risky move. Smart move.
“You must be the Wolf that Vasily mentioned,” Gore begins, his voice softer than you had been expecting, “He told me that you were looking to travel north.”
And he must be Titus Gore, you reply, the man willing to take you north.
“I'm a man willing to do a great many things, mister...” letting his words trail off, Gore gestures for you to continue. Two fingers on his left hand are prosthetics, beautifully crafted from steel but strangely womanly in form.
Hanson, you tell him with faint reluctance, Henryk Hanson.
“Henryk Hanson,” Gore repeats, rolling your name about in his mouth in a way that makes you feel vaguely uncomfortable, “And you're looking to head north... far north. Well, my friend, I think I can help you. Ludwig!” As he calls that name, Gore makes a grandiose gesture. One of the crewmen stands bolt upright in response.
“Yes chief?” he practically yelps, standing ramrod straight, “Something you need?”
“Go and fetch the rest of the crew, get them to assemble back at the ship. In fact, all of you go!” sweeping his hand about in a broad circle, Gore causes his men to scatter like startled birds. When the last of them has fled, he leans forwards and pushes across a glass of liquor. “Well then,” Gore says, raising a glass of his own, “It's time we talked business, you and I.”
>All I need to know is, how soon can we leave?
>There's no need. I'll try my luck elsewhere
>So what do you hope to get out of this, Gore?
>I don't think you realise how risky this is
>Fine, I had a question... (Write in)
>Other
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>>Other
"Basically I just need to get up there and kill something. Any artifacts or other things of value that are found you and your men can have to sell or do whatever you want with, though I might take a trophy of my kill. And if since we are going in uncharted territory if you have anyone good at making maps they can try to sketch things out as best they can. College would probably pay for something like that."
>How soon can we leave?
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>>1275885
>>So what do you hope to get out of this, Gore?
>All I need to know is, how soon can we leave?
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Ryukuza Quest: Protector of Smiles and Sword Saint 2017-03-17 04:46:36 Post No.1275979
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Yui is so excited she can barely hold still. And with good reason too: the love of her life is here to rescue her from the nightmare of abuse she's suffered through for what must be several nights running. Oh, and you're here too of course, because you're the one who not only invaded her nightmare, but brought her and her tormentor into your dream, along with Akari-niji-chan.
Kurao Daibutsu is a true oni; his connection to the elements isn't as intense as that of an oni-child. It is fairly obvious he's got Void magic though, since he was possessing your Yui-niji-chan through her dreams, and was planning on playing with lightning in some manner or another. Well, now you're possessing him, though it is in your dream, and while he's still dangerous, all home advantages are now yours.
Of course, he has much more serious issues to deal with than just you; Akari is enraged, and only the fact that this is a dream makes her capable of self control without you drawing blood or keeping a grip on her. Her older sister probably thinks you never had a clue, of course, but you've always known Akari has a special kind of temper. You suspect she isn't merely dragonette....but you've never asked, and she's never told. On the other hand, nw that you and Akari are here, Yui has recovered much more than her smile, though that's pretty evident too at the moment.
With your arms across your niji-chans' shoulders, you give the badly beaten and shocked yellow oni a slow, wicked grin. The remnants of the talismanic object he clearly planned on using to escape back to the waking world crumbles to fine black ash in his hand. He clenches the black steel gauntlet and glares at you with his one good eye, his other a ruin of blood and shadow, while his broken horn trickles black ichor.
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“I am really quite put out with you people, you know,” you comment mildly, the wind carrying your voice the hundred-plus feet to the oni metalsmith. He bares his teeth, but the fear in his eye can't be made to vanish through bravado alone. “Well, you in particular, but in general, people who mess around with my family. There's an awful lot of you, and you're really beginning to make me angry. And you wouldn't like-”
Yui looks at you with confusion, while Akari's tail lashes violently, though she's still too angry to smile. “Ah, sorry, right. Anyways....where was I?” Letting go of your niji-chan, you step forward and poke the fedora you're wearing up so you can look at him from under the brim. “Oh, right. You really should pick on someone you own size,” you tell the eleven foot tall oni. “Like Akari, maybe. Or me. Oh, wait – Yui-niji-chan has been nice because you're family. Except you're not, not really....so I can tell her it's okay to fight back, and then you'll REALLY be in trouble.”
He points at you, an incredibly rude gesture. “I promise you, if you kill me, Ryuu Ryukusa, my brothers will come for you!”
[] And I promise you, I'll bury you besi- wait, really? He's going with that? Ah, fuck it, why not.
[] You seem to be operating under a misunderstanding....you're expendable.
[] Still haven't figured out who the real threat is yet, have you?
[] Oh, no, no no no....you have it all wrong. THESE two are going to beat you to death.
[] You obviously didn't hear why Kuroukami forbade you people from messing with me.
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Ryuu Ryukusa is tall at 5' 8"; 6' in her true form. She is fully grown. Lesbian top.
Matagama Kiku is 4' 1” for ever and ever. Lesbian submissive.
Ryuu Akari is 5' 3" and has another few inches to grow. Sexuality is weird, switch, cosplayer.
Ryuu Yui is 5' 8" and will only grow due to circumstances beyond her control. Dyke, switch.
Ryuu Kiki is 5' 6" and is at full growth. Bisexual bottom.
Er Yin Long is the tallest at 5' 10" and is fully grown. Lesbian dominant.
Ryuu Jinyuu is 5' 7" but persistently hovers an extra three inches. Straight.
Hinata-hakase is 6' 3". Sexuality is terrifying.
Hidesato is 5' 5". Straight.
Kushinada is 5' 8". Straighter.
Taisho Ryoga is 5' 9". Who knows.
Hyun Chisato is 5' 4” and is fully grown. Lolicon with plausible deniability.
Rie, just Rie, is 8” tall or 5' 5” and is fully cat. Her sexuality is cat.
Hagyu Genso is 12' 5” standing upright. He is by and large gay.
Mizumi Shoko is 7' 2” is fully grown. Bisexual top.
Yuuhi is 4'11” and is fully grown. Yuuhi a cute.
Tokei Isusangi, Inau-kun is 5' 3” and still confused.
Reiha is 5' 5 1/2” and is milfy.
Peta is 3' 2” Peta is \>.</ aka Her Most Imperial Highness Patanjali Piri Yokuhime Kuronogitsune Pa
Detective-san aka Mugon Chujo is fully grown at 5'11” and straight.
Kenji Soomi is 5' 4” and gothic lolita.
Musumi Kanako is 5' 6.5” and is pretty straight.
Hebiki Naoto is 5' 9” and belligerently omnivorous, sexually. You hope only sexually.
Kodachi Umetsume is 5' 4” and fully grown. Practicing asexual.
Melinda Blitzenberg is scattered to the winds and blessed in death.
Toshida Ginka is 5” 3” and fully grown. Turtles have a reputation.
Ryuu Wakaba is a head shorter and also deceased.
Margaret Steinhausen is gratefully dead.
Ryuu Sakumo is dead and spread far and wide.
Ryuu Nabiki is 5' 3” and fully transformed. Embarrassingly straight.
Ryuu Shinju is 4' 11” and fully grown. She is coy, maybe a dodomeki-child.
Ryuu Himeyuri is 5' 5” and is supposedly straight.
Ryuu Fuuta is 5' 6” and slightly less soft.
Kaga Kei is 5' 4” and fully grown. Might be experimental.
Kyubi-san is 6' 3” and fully grown. Hard to say.
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>Ryukusa's Treasures
Her name: Ryuu Yorihokura
Rie, the God's Eye Nekomata that protects your Family.
Matagama-no-Shitoki, a necklace kami in its own right that protects Ryukusa from inimical magic.
Ame-no-Omukade-no-Musume – Ryukusa's mukade possessed wakizashi; a kami. “Daughter of my Centipede of Rain.”
Gendai-no-Muteki-no-Buki - Invincible Weapon of the Present Age, a secret kami-blade given to Ryukusa by Wakaba that appears to be made of some alloy of titanium.
Seido-no-Shinpi-Tekina-Ken – a mysterious bronze sword given to Ryukusa by the mermaids of Japan; actually found to be the legendary blade Ame-no-Ohabari.
Go-Yurei-no-Rensa, the Five-Ghost-Chain, used to summon or send messages to your (actual) older sister Ryuu Nabiki.
Her Penthouse in the Secret Apartments of Tsathoggua in Shikoku prefecture, Tokyo.
Ryukusa's Family.
>Talismans:
Akari – Black Jade Centipede (Mukade)
Er Yin – Black Jade Scorpion (Sasori)
Kiki – Black Jade Toad (Hikigaeru)
Kiku – Black Jade Lizard (Tokage)
Yui – Black Jade Snake (Hebi)
Inau – Black Coral Ear Cuff (Amatsukami)
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Wizard Explorer Quest 2017-03-18 11:50:13 Post No.1279875
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You're an apprentice wizard. You seek to explore (and loot) the magical ruins of dead civilisations. Such ruins can be found all over the world and they're typically filled with treasure, magical stuff and blood-thirsty monsters.
You are on your way to the ruins of an old fortress. You recently arrived in a town under attack by skeletons. After helping driving them off now you've visited the local library in search of information about the old fort and possibly magical tomes.
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You're this guy. You use American Trump Meme Magic and Storm Magic. You are bad at enchantment. Write-ins only. Just post what you want the main character to do/say at any time.)
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Take a nap in the library, fighting skeletons all day is tiring.
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German Hollow Quest 57 2017-03-17 04:01:12 Post No.1275923
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After a night of merriment and casual conversations you find yourself staring down at your morning cup of coffee with baggy eyes.
You didn't get much sleep after your improvised birthday party stretched way into the next day.
Now you're faced with this cruel reality: You've not experienced a hangover like this in the last ten years or so.
Groaning in pain you take a sip of the sweet black liquid and feel it practically being assimilated by your blood.
At this your wife immediately jumps on the opportunity to berate you a bit.
''I told you to drink plenty of water.''
''Ugh... I know...
Just... please let me agonize a bit longer.''
With vigor you send the remainder of your drink down the hatch.
''Better?''
She asks you.
''No... But at least now I feel like I can start the day.''
Without saying as much as a word Tia puts down a glass full of water before you.
Not feeling like arguing with her you quickly chug it down.
After finishing it you your time to catch your breath.
''Okay...
Something's definitely off...''
''Huh?
W-What do you mean?''
''The more I look at you the more it seems like there is more to this than mere hangover.
Okay Kaizar. Out with it.
What's on your mind?''
*sigh*
''Honestly? I'm nervous.''
''Nervous? About wha-
....
Oh no.''
''Now, just hear me out-''
''No you won't!''
''But-''
''Listen. Dante will have enough problems as is without you butting in on his first date.
I know you're worried about him but you should just let it happen.''
You stare down at the table.
A part of you knows that she's right, but on some level you still want to go there.
>Fine, I'll stay out of it
>Okay, I'll just watch and won't interfere
>Go and help him anyway
>Other? (write-in)
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>>Fine, I'll stay out of it
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>Okay, I'll just watch and won't interfere
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Post-Apocalypse Quest 1- "I got a meeting with fate..." 2017-03-17 02:00:55 Post No.1275815
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We are in the year 2189, it is a warm early summer tuesday, or was it friday or saturday? Who cares, what matters is the world is fucked, you might tell yourself, it can't be that bad right? I'm still alive! But no buddy, you're wrong, the world as we know it today, sucks in all the bad ways, 130 years ago it might've been considered bad to be screwed over by sleazy car salesmen or have your mailmen not deliver that important letter on the day you expect it, those were things considered bad a long time back. But now? Now you won't have to bother about car salesmen, because you might as well spray "Shoot Me" on it after you drive it of the dealership, cars are not of much use anymore, except for scrap metal maybe, besides gasoline prices are worse than ever, not that they ever were that great to begin with. And don't even get me started on the mail situation. So pretty much 130 years ago the world went to shit, why? No one really knows anymore, some say it was global warming, others say it was a nuclear war, one might just blame Isreal. But no matter the world is a mess for the most part, the late years treated humanity better than before, on your travels you heard stories of larger settlements and cities still doing good on themselfs out there, one of them being the fabled Messia Springs, known as a paradise beyond the endless road, said to be a heaven on earth were there is milk and honey is said to pour out of the wells instead of irratiated water. But let's cut back to the important thing at hand here, YOU the most important thing in all of the wasteland. You set as your goal to reach Messia Springs to finally find peace and leave behind all the things that happend to you or maybe something else?
You are currently waking up from a night you spend in a dirty saggy motel bed, were you set up camp for last night, you walk in what you assume is the bathroom, it atleast smells like it is you wander over to a smashed mirror, dried blood decorates it's sharp broken shards. You closely at yourself, try to remember who you are, and what made you walk this endless road.
Who are you?
>Your name
>A description of your character
>Your backstory
>What made you walk the endless road?
>Do you walk the road alone?
>What are your strengths?
>What are your weaknesses?
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>Jon
>tall, wide and lankey, likes to wear lots of layers
>born and raised in a literal dump site, food was hard and the people were harder-and stupid as well. Barely educated with a bad accent, Jon never suffered much abuse as he avoided pretty much everyone and occupied his time collecting trinkets and artifacts. He was forced to leave his home when a gang war broke out over the resources in the dump.
>he walks this road because he has nothing else better to do with his time
>he most certainly walks this road alone
>hes got a great eye for shiny crap, and knows where to find em too, silent and a great hider to boot.
>hes not social, nor cultured, nor educated really.
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You rub your sleepy eyes, your bruised knuckles and hardend hands scratch over your skin like sandpaper, your tall lankey figure is reflected multiple times in the mirror's glass shards. You lift your arm to smell yourself, smells like spring flowers, doesn't it? Not that it'd matter how you smell, seeing how you were born on a dump site, you are made impervious to all sorts of smells. You around and observe the motel room from the doorframe of the bathroom. Your backpack is sitting quietly next to the saggy bed, a TV is laying tipped over infront of the bed on and behind a old dusty cupoard. A small lamp sits to the right of you on a small nightstand. You brush your old dirty clothes consisting of an old college jacket from the "Ala...ma" something college the other letters fell off a long time ago. to the left is a large window with the curtains pulled together to block the view out of the room. A small radio is sitting on a table next to the cupboard. You have a pistol which you left on a pillow on the bed, you've found it in an old busted police vehicle, your sense for shiny things hasn't let you down yet so you found it in quiet presitine condition, for wasteland standarts at least. You were lucky to find it because just after you picked the car clean a group of Scavengers turned up and planned on checking it too, thankfully your time of avoiding people made you into a great sneaker, they didn't even see you sneak away when you used an old cardboard box to sneak away from the site.
>Check your Backpack
>pull the curtains away
>check your gun
>see if you can find some loot
>(insert action)
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>check if all of our stuff is in place and nothing got lost or stolen
Then
>see if you can find some loot
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CyberNinja Quest #3 2017-03-19 06:11:15 Post No.1282122
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Welcome to Cyberninja Quest, aka Whose Cyberpunk is it anyway? Where the plot is made up and the Naruto doesn't matter.
The Year is 2XXX, and business in the Hidden City of Konoha is bustling, and that business is all out corporate warfare. With the end of the 2nd alien war, military spending is projected to fall dramatically, and the current glut of arms manufacturers, pharmaceutical suppliers, and infosec concerns can't last. Profits are down, unemployment is up, and as the competition over contracts grows ever fiercer companies that once seemed all powerful are now struggling to survive. Is this the first step on a long road to peace, or the prelude of a new war?
Last thread, Yudao met with both his bosses, uncovered signs of government backing behind Yutaka, received two dangerous missions, and was ambushed in his apartment by his homicidal "partner" who seems hell bent on watching his every move.
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Sorry for being gone a few days, turns out running continuously for two weeks is a little straining even with a slow pace.
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>1) Try to de-escalate before the building gets demolished and one of you ends up dead
>1.2) Call it even, try to get her to leave
Naoko lunges at you with the sword, changing angle to follow you as you dodge. You slap the blade away and circle to her side. "Stop it. It's over. There's no point in continuing."
She follows the blade, rotates and comes at you with a slash "Giving up then?" You bend backwards under the slash, she adjusts into a downward angle, and you kick up into a backflip, knocking the blade away with your foot and landing in a crouch.
"Neither of us is getting anywhere. The only thing we're doing is wasting time."
"Wasting time?" She pauses for a second, frowning, and then her smile returns "Oh, I see. If you're too busy to start the mission I'd be more than happy to help you with whatever's keeping you! Please, enlighten me, your wish is my command!"
This is bad, she's going to stick to you. You need to get away from her. Excuses won't work, you need a distraction, something to explain your behaviour. It can't be a matter of pride, you just stopped fighting. What will throw her off the scent? You could decided to start that mission afterall, but it might be suspicious now, and you need time to figure out what to do about it anyway.
Wait a minute, think. Right after you go to meet Sugiyama, Naoko shows up at your apartment and demands you immediately come with her on a mission. It could just be the actions of a belligerent partner who hates you, someone trying to come up with an excuse to kill you and take your job, a suspicious partner who wants to keep an eye on you, or maybe someone trying to figure out whether Sugiyama gave you any missions you don't want Yutaka knowing about.
There are three scenarios. First, you don't have any assignment from Sugiyama, meaning you have nothing better to do, and no reasons save for personal dislike and/or distrust to not go with her. Second, you have a mission from Sugiyama, but it's one you plan on telling Yutaka about and/or sabotaging, and thus you would tell her to get rid of her. Last, if you had a mission from Sugiyama that Yutaka couldn't know about, you'd have to divert suspicion by making up a fake mission, or pretending you had nothing better to do.
Of course, every possible response leads to her sticking to you. She has absolutely nothing to lose by staying and nothing to gain by leaving. Likewise, any continued struggling just leads to increased suspicion about Sugiyama's assignment. No matter what, it doesn't look like you'll be getting any sleep.
>1) Tell her about the tongs, hide the real reason behind the job
>2) Look deeper into Yutaka's mission, maybe you can find a way to do both jobs
>3) Writein
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>2) Look deeper into Yutaka's mission, maybe you can find a way to do both jobs
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"Like all great stories, this one starts off with humble beginnings. Four heroes, one destiny, and, more importantly than any of that, a massive Vault full of loot just waiting to be hunted down and opened. Seems Pandora still has secrets hiding in its dead, rotting carcass just waiting for the right psychopath to flip it over and go to town."
>Who would you like to hear about?
>Simeon: The Rat
>Baal: The Salaryman
>Flora: The Siren
>Henrietta: The Gunbunny
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>Baal: The Salaryman
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>Baal: The Salaryman
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Baal worked for one of Dahl's many Eridium mining operations on the planet before Hyperion succeeded in their massive hostile takeover of the whole planet. Back in those days, Baal was merely a number-crunching middle manager not worthy of more than a momentary glance. Behind his average, business-y exterior beat the heart of a warrior and the mind of a calculating killer just waiting for an opportunity to break free from his corporate shackles. And, boy let me tell you, he sure as fucking hell got his wish.
>Baal can use his Quick Wit skill to out-think his opponents and get a second action during combat!
>Who else would you like to hear about?
>Simeon: The Rat
>Flora: The Siren
>Henrietta: The Gunbunny
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Voices of the Unknown 2017-03-17 06:22:36 Post No.1276112
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"When days are at their darkest and no one remains, only those unknown in the world may remain."
-Unknown.
Welcome to the world of Voices of the Unknown.
If you wish to play the game, please join the discord via this link.
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And now, the story of our heros will begin...
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8:00 AM, Day 1
Blacker Baroness, as some of her co-workers call her, sits behind the computer she owns, looking at boring and useless documents for cars that no one will buy. She hears her flip-phone ringing at her pocket. Great, another caller. Just what she needs right now, she didn’t even get coffee.
Azkeroth turns on his TV as it’s slowly fading lights flicker back on for another game session. He sits down with a table in front of him, which holds a bowl of chips and soda. Rain or shine, school or not, worlding ending or not, he’s going to play some games.
That’s when he hears something moving behind him.
Bill sits down in a small dinner, pulling out a book with pages that were slowly turning yellow over the years. He always liked pulling it out when he had to wait for a waitress. A while after he has started to read, a waitress walks over to him. Her southern voice bursts out…
>”Hello, sir! What would ya like today? We’ll have some eggs that no ‘count anything for y’all.”
She giggles to herself.
Alodia hops out of her truck before walking over to her first house of the day, another day of work and all. A small boy walks out of the house, looking frustrated, as a man and woman exit the house and walk over to Alodia.
>”Hello, miss, I hope you’re having a good day today.”
The man talks in a small and quiet, yet nice voice.
The woman speaks up, looking energetic.
>“Well, howdy! It’s about time you got here! Now, listen, we have some boxes to move in blah blah…”
Alodia tunes out the woman’s voice as she sees the boy eyeing her down with a nasty look on his face. Strange, but nothing to make a fuss about, Alodia guesses.
>”Hey, don’t ignore me! I said to move the boxes in the bedrooms!”
The woman yells at Alodia, snapping her attention back.
Gabrielle sits behind her bar counter, bored stupid. It’s the morning, and due to last night’s party being a bit...too wild, the place has been closed down for a bit longer than usual to clean up all of the beer and vomit off of the ground. Gabrielle’s eyes shift as she notices someone she hasn’t seen before in the corner of the room. Strange, no one besides her and the cleaners were supposed to be here.
Shawn Blue sits in his room, with a whole set of DnD supplies littering the room. He loved these games, even if he didn’t understand how to play them sometimes. He looks for his pyramid dice as he hears his mom calling down from the room.
“Sweetie, it’s time for breakfast! I got your chicken tenders!”
Oh sweet!
Glimmer sits down at her computer, booting it up. She’s been well-known as one of the better CS:GO players, even as a girl. She opens up CS:GO as she gets a steam message from “ColdMan’sBalls”
>”Hey, SlavicBear, have you heard about this strange thing happening recently?”
Glimmer goes to answer it as, suddenly, her computer locks up. This is...strange.
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>heros
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"Sorry, I'll get right to it." She says as she grabs a box and does her job of moving stuff.
Odd kid.
Now... Which boxes go into which bedrooms again?
Just move the boxes into whatever bedrooms and sort it out after.
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The hive hums with activity, the laboratory illuminated with the soft glow of bioluminescence. Elizabeth examines the stacks of instruments and test samples spread out across the table before her as workers scatter around the chamber running machines and diligently manipulating new experiments. She keeps her gaze fixed on a small accelerometer sat on the workbench, her mind giving off waves of mental static in her focus. After some time of great mental strain, the accelerometer flashes a quick number along its display, and then begins to shake, scooting across the table. Elizabeth quickly shouts out in excitement as the concert of thinkers in the ceiling above gather the data with excitement as the small instrument quickly flies from its place on the desk towards Elizabeth to her surprise. She ducks quickly as it traces above her head and shatters against the face of a nearby worker. The drone chitters in a mad panic, its legs twitching in momentary confusion as it rapidly spins in circles to assess the situation, eventually settling down to look back at Elizabeth as it wipes at its face with its graspers.
“I'm sorry!” She says quickly. “I was just trying to get a reading and- I didn't hit you in the eye did I?” She quickly moves closer to try to examine the worker as it begins to pluck the shattered accelerometer up off the floor and carries the pieces off with an annoyed hiss.
Elizabeth turns back to the lab, this time with more care and an outstretched hand, and slowly the empty drink mug left on the table lifts into the air, and quickly floats into her waiting hand.
"It seems far more potent than I was expecting." She says as she examines the mug, looking to where several small cracks had formed from the telekinetic force. "I think at this point it's more a matter of practice than research, however."
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For Mother
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Yay
Daily reminder.
>Raid OQ
>Read the locked memories of that thinker.
>Board a scav vessel for their FTL.
>Send a diplomacy team to earth.
>Build that new FTL prediction building.
>Take Reprive (I think that is the system that our mother made her last stand and it only has mining corvetts, it would be a great test for our raiding fleet.)
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You feel the notice of a Distant Mind
>Psionic research has received a small boost
>Slip drives have a 10% chance to alert you to their usage
>Current resource reserves
Nutrients: 41,293,270N
Metals: 41,618,339M
Credits: ₡602,226
Credits in Lyle’s account: ₡1,175,000
Active trade routes
>Leeland – Lanway: HMS Orphan, Captain John Spreckels
[FormOther brand Fusion Reactors]
>Formed fleets and orders
Citadel Hive Ship – [Awaiting orders]
Small Heavy Defense Fleet [Patrolling Leeland space]
25 Heavy Battle Fleet [Supporting Commonwealth Liberation]
5 Missile Ambush Fleet [Awaiting orders]
30 Light Fleets [Supporting Commonwealth Liberation]
20 Light Fleets [Awaiting orders]
10 Fast Assault Fleets [Awaiting orders]
10 Ambush Fleet
6 Carrier Battle groups
Clone upkeep/special projects and expenses
25 Human captives of the USV Hope – 750
[Gemini]
3 Taidaren Hybrids (105)
4 Human flash clone upkeep – 120
18 Human hybrid clone upkeep – 540
Specializations:
>Tech
>Engineer
>Brawler
[Hive space]
100 Human Hybrids – 3,000
Lyle Rogers – 57
Jackob Eisner – 56
Dillon Reager – 30
Clone/project upkeep – 3,908N
>Income
Metals: 2,950,500
Nutrients: 7,636,000
Net:
Total upkeep
Nutrient costs: 6,675,390
(Nutrient stat + structures) * 1k * dev score + modifiers = Nutrient income total
(Metal stat + structures) * dev score + modifiers = Metal income total
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In the year 1986, crime in the United States is at an all-time high. Criminals, drugs, and guns flow in and out of the country from everywhere in the world, and the gateway to it all is the coastal paradise, Heat City. On the neon-soaked streets of this beating heart of scum and villany, you can get whatever you want -- if you can pay the price.
You are Johnny the thug, and ever since you agreed to take one small job for the Bratva, your life has gone sideways. One thing led to another as you made enemies of one half of the city's underworld, and then the other half. With the help of some new friends -- Alex the enforcer, Nick the thief, and the Yamada family -- you went all-in and led a daring heist on the Triad's skyscraper fortress, Dragon's Nest. It went great until you got shot and fell off the roof, twenty-five stories down.
With luck or fate, and the help of your friends, you survived to tell the tale. But you haven't forgotten that someone out there has been playing games with you, pitting the city's criminal syndicates against each other, with you caught in the middle. You're going to find out who it is, and make them pay.
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"-- a crazy motherfucker, Johnny. I should have realized--"
"--some kind of fucking cowboy here to save the town?"
"--doesn't speak much English. Please take care of him--"
"--might make an exception for you."
"--you must protect her now!"
"--won't let anything happen to you. I promise."
"--another scorching day here in Heat City, where the fishermen catch more Cubans than fish. Temperatures will be in the high 90s, so stay in the shade and keep hydrated. No better excuse than to hit your favorite bar and start drinking, am I right? You definitely don't want to be on the street these days, although if you ask Eugene Johnson, staying indoors might not be any safer! The Councilman is expected to make a full recovery, although you can't say the same for his leg. Or his house that burned down. The police, having examined the murder victims at the scene, are blaming this on a "terrorist cell from a rogue nation." That's a real quote from the Commisioner, fellas. Scary stuff."
You slowly open your eyes. A brown blur gradually resolves in the wooden ceiling of your room in the manor. You're lying on your back in bed, looking up.
"Thing is, with the world like it is, who knows what that even means? We got so many people from so many places in this city, it could be anybody. We got the Cubans, the Haitians, Colombians, Russians, Vietnamese, Japanese. Next it'll be the Martians!
"We got some sponsors coming up, but make sure to stay tuned right here to RK-1 Radio, the city's source for news and the hottest hits of the 80s. Stay cool out there, Heat City people."
Something happened, recently. There's some reason you're lying here. You can't really remember what. At least you remember who you are this time. No weird visions of ranches or detective offices. Just good old Johnny the thug, for better or worse.
What happened?
You experiment with flexing your limbs. Ouch. Bad idea.
You look to your left. A portable radio's tinny speaker plays raucous advertisements.
You look to your right, feeling an odd warmth on your arm in that direction. Catherine is slumped against the bed, kneeling beside it while resting her head and arms on the quilt, her dark hair spread out on its surface. The warmth is her cheek resting against your bare arm. Her eyes are closed, her mouth open slightly. You can just hear the sound of her quietly snoring.
>Wake her up.
>Look around.
>Try to remember what happened.
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>Look around.
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>>Look around.
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> Saturday, August 22nd, 2015
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MECHANICS: http://pastebin.com/49M2eE8Z (embed)
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“Alright, everyone, settle down!” Griselda addresses everybody from atop her Sherman tank. “This weekend is our weekend off! And I intend to make the most of it! Because it’s almost time for FleetFest!” Everyone murmurs excitedly.
“FleetFest!” Suvorov pumps her fist. “Now I can finally discuss the finer points of the Napoleonic Wars with my colleagues at Kursk!”
“That’s nothing!” says Serafina. “We have friends across the pond who we can finally have conversations with in the native tongue!”
“Yes, yes.” Griselda calms everyone down. “But before all that though. It’s time we make preparations. Now, over the next week, the ships will start arriving slowly. And our ship has been selected to host the Commissioner of the NATO League and her people in the ballot voting for the All-Star Game next week! So I want everyone on their best behavior, and I want the best decorations and festival stuff! Let’s get on the bounce and show ‘em what LGA is really like!”
“Yeah!” Everyone starts dispersing to make their plans for FleetFest. You and your crew stand by Oliver. “Man,” says Winona. “To think we got this far.”
“Yeah!” says Stack. “We’ll make the All-Star Game for sure.”
“Actually.” Ingrid holds up a finger. “I checked the stats with the official NATO website. Elodie won’t have much of a chance of making it in.” Huh? You look to her. “Elodie’s been having an amazing second half, but the All-Star Game is all about people who are consistently good all through the tournament.”
“What are you talking about!?” Stack stomps her foot, glaring at Ingrid. “Ellie’s the best on our team! Have you seen all of her MVPs?”
“She’s actually considered the weakest part of LGA’s Big Three. Iris has the big guns and Griselda leads our team competently but Ellie’s good at both but not the best at either. Most analysts consider Ellie’s MVP awards the result of the fact that for most of our time in the tournament, we’ve been outnumbered. Therefore, the sample size is smaller. It’s much harder to get an MVP or any kind of kill title when you’re in a full team of twenty on the field,” Ingrid explains.
Stack huffs. “Stupid analysts. They ruin everything.” Ingrid quirks her brow at that.
> “I think I have a chance.”
> “Regardless. We should start preparing for FleetFest.”
> “Dumb analysts, who needs them.”
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> “Regardless. We should start preparing for FleetFest.”
> "I mean, I would love to get in but..."
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> “Regardless. We should start preparing for FleetFest.”
Focus on what's important. Doing FleetFest right and winning matches.
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ITT: we build a history / mythology of a fantasy world, one step at a time. Each post adds to the mythology (unless I veto it, but you guys know the sort of stuff that would shit up the game).
I'll begin.
"The race of Men awoke in darkness. Each man and woman thought themselves alone, for they had awoken in different glades in the great pine forest that covered all the land. There was no sun in those days, only the stars, and the silver light that shone from the moon; and that light did not grace them continuously. For months the Men wandered the land; it was silent and bereft of animals.
But after a time in which each wandered alone, a number of them found one another; and looked upon each other's hair and snow-white skin; and they knew that they were not alone and rejoiced. Together they ascended a slope to a treeless hilltop, and upon it they set a fire, and talked amongst themselves in a primal tongue. They were loathe to venture far from the hill and its orange light for fearing of being lost once again. Seeing the fire, others of the Men began to gather to the hill from far around, and it was named the Firelight Hill."
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The stars saw this and smiled. Though they are forbidden one young star chose to come closer and see, but only after the old man moon had gone. As he was young he did not know the rules and he has been forbidden to return to the world of the stars though he is so fascinated by all creatures the thought didn't even cross his mind
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The young star was sorrowful when old man moon told him of his fate. But he was still excited by the Men of the hilltop and their firelight, and he settled in the sky above and looked down at them. They, like their light, seemed to be always inconstant, changing from moment to moment even as he watched, so different to the world of the stars.
The people of Firelight Hill took note of him and rejoiced in his light; they named him the Watching Star, and sometimes the Waymarker and the Lesser Light. He saw for the first time Wandering Men come from the silent forest to the hilltop; and he wondered at their origins and delighted in each newcomer.
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I'm quite bored so i thought about running a quest this Sunday night.
You see yourself in a bar at night, unsure about the reasons that led you to be there, but that didn't really bothered you... It was a quite crowded bar but weirdly silent, so silent you could hear the thin rain sobbing in the cobblestone streets outside of it.
You see a couple of weird figures and decide to talk to one of them, going straight to
>A fat tanned guy with a proud beard, middle eastern clothes and numb smile, staring at nothing.
>Some weird fella that seem to be interested only on his own beverage... Whatever that is, It seems like he had too many shots
>A Voodoo guy who is right on the corner of the bar giving free advices
>A sad lady, she is wearing a nice dress and using a really pitiful expression
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>A Voodoo guy who is right on the corner of the bar giving free advices
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The Voodoo man had flashy colourful clothes, he didn't used conventional methods such as stones, bones and other trinkets... Instead he used two small crosses of ivory. You observed him for some time and saw him acting.
He'd focus, close his eyes deep and asked the client to do just the same, then he'd write a number on a piece of paper and gave it to the client.
After that he noticed you and used his low and slow voice "do you want to know when are you going to die?"
>You refuse, why would you? Sometimes not knowing is better, we learn how to live but never how to die
>In fact, I had a weird dream...
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>You refuse, why would you? Sometimes not knowing is better
If that's all he's about, let's move on to another patron. The guy who's had too many shots perhaps.