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oops, I mean IF you DON'T know how to play the game. My mistake.

The other link is here also: http://www222.pair.com/sjohn/risus.htm

If you are interested in joining this quest, respond with a character sheet you have created.

>>1234161
You, White Knight and Green Knight have traveled for some time towards the castle where Red and Pink Knight reside only to find that it seems to be occupied by the Grey Mane Legion.

The Reds are a peaceful people so the fact that they Grey Manes have occupied the castle does not sit well with anyone in the party, Black Knight seems about ready to do something about this and they have a plan.

What is that plan?

>Waltz right up to the front gate, Grey Manes are push overs.
>Create disguises and try to sneak into the castle.
>Go to the buildings up ahead and try to learn what's going on.

>>1234193
>Create disguises and try to sneak into the castle.

>>1234193
This sounds like the most fun option:
>Create disguises and try to sneak into the castle.

>>1233323
>... I hope you're proud of yourself, John.
>What did you promise John Brown?

>>1233323
>>>... I hope you're proud of yourself, John.
>>What did you promise John Brown?

>>1233323
>>I'll take it from here, John. Go home.

>>1238116
Lets roll for it

>>1238116
I'd say the one you crafted sounds interesting.

>>1238162
>>1238159
Well, it's been twenty minutes, and we got a vote each way. If we get another vote within five minutes, that'll decide it. If not, we'll flip a coin/roll a d2.

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>>1234799

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!

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

http://pastebin.com/E9Eu48Kz

>>1234806
>owen
Will owen ever give lee a chance?

>>1238019
Drink bleach.

The Northern Star Cabal
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The Northern Star Cabal is a collection of mages, cultists, warlocks and wizards. And a few somewhat puzzled golems.

Hidden in a sheltered highland deep in the frozen north of the world, shielded from the eyes of mundane men, the Cabal practice their dark arts in secret. There are apparently women amongst them, but it is considered inappropriate to raise the subject. The Head Priest's stash of burdock wine is for _personal_ use only. I mean, what burdock wine? Moving on swiftly, it must also be mentioned that they, and they alone, have the power to delve into the truth of the ancient god Ats'chjuu. Focus on that.

Their national resources are:

>The powerful magic of the Void Cavern
>Understanding of the nature of god Ats'chjuu
>Burdock wine (other people's)

>>1238043
No, this is Round 4.

Again, chug a bottle of bleach, nigger.

>>1232989
Kairi Osaka, your longtime friend and turned confidant. The two of you spent more than a year ignoring one another as the fallout of terrible tragedy and circumstance, now she serves beside you as your Nephrite Knight.

Koito Kino, family friend and twin brother of this generation’s Sailor Jupiter. He and his sister have always been in the periphery of your life, especially due to their friendship with your younger sister. He now serves as your Zoisite Knight.

Midori Mori, a frenemy depending on the face you wore amid more uncertain times whom became indebted to you and sought peace prior to the truthful revelation of your friendship with one another. She is now appointed as your Knight Marshal as Jadeite Knight.

Saori Umeki, a girl you rescued from a terrible fate which was beyond her choosing. Returning to her life, she skirted along the edges of your unusual world and knew enough to put herself either in danger or at risk of learning even more terrible truths. Rather than leave her to her own devices you offered her these truths and hopefully the tools and resources to keep herself safe as your spymaster. Presently she isn’t so involved in deliberations as she is dry heaving into a wastebasket having made herself uneasy introducing herself to others and leading a small presentation on some intel she had uncovered.

For someone who once wished to be a normal girl, you’ve really let the trappings of Elysion and Silver Millennium royalty and courtly manner influence the way you’ve been playing returning to action. Its structure, something you have turned to for comfort amid uncertainty.

So far the following options have been offered.

To later this evening approach your candidate for Kunzite Knight, college art student and former teen street fighting delinquent Hisako Ito, and make her the offer of Knighthood. There are a few other ideas in your head aside from those offered by your close allies.

What will you later plan to do?

>Have Midori arrange the meeting and attend in Fashion Circle mode under the auspices of checking up on her roommate and your friend Hanako Minami, and then taking her aside. This runs the risk of exposing your identities if she refuses.
>Catch her alone as Eclipse and your so far selected Knights and make your case to her.
>Arrange to meet her alone as Eclipse and your Knights, and make your case to her.
>Sneak around near her while she is alone or in some public space and have the Shadow of Kunzite himself make the offer while you remain hidden until she accepts or declines.
>Lure her out to a meeting with your own delinquent alter ego the Red Eyed Beast under the pretense of another street fight for fun.
>Write in

(30 minute window from the first vote cast for votes to be counted. Subsequent votes will have a 15 minute window from the first vote cast. Afternoon all)

Trying to think of a suitable meeting place and approach.

>>1232991
I like the idea of a write-in where we contact her as the Beast via our social media account and tell her straight-up we want to talk about serious stuff. What does everyone else think?

first

Leggo

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>>1233890

Your skill in spotting fakes earned you a spot in that very field office creating and circulating fakes. Why? Because sometimes it is the wish of policy makers in D'reshtekhar that a currency somewhere on the surface world tanks, or that a bank or industry takes a hit. The last operation that they set you to all but destroyed the economy of an independent Duchy that was working to curb the slave trade on the surface world. Things have been going smoothly: you've been recognized for doing your job well, not being made as a spy, kept other operations funded, and managed to take enough profit in kickbacks to have a nice little retirement fund set aside for yourself in case you either need to fake your own death and bolt or actually retire from the field, if they'd even let you. The way things were going so well should have probably been a forewarning that everything was going to go to shit soon enough.

A month ago you get a letter stating that you were being promoted from a station clerk to the head of your own post. You were initially elated, as it is rare that a Szarkai, that is one of the rare white drow, is allowed to move from operations to administration given the easier time that you have blending in on the surface. Three weeks ago you found out through the rumor mill your office was a very small one, and your elation was tempered somewhat. Two weeks ago you embarked with a fake passport on a very long, very boring trek to your destination. When you arrived in country a week ago to find it surprisingly... rural, you were disappointed. Today as you arrive at the tiny little front operation you feel a sinking knot of dread in your stomach. The spy post is inside of a small inn located in a rural horse and buggy town. In fact you see more mules belonging to local farmers than you do horses being ridden or pulling buggies.

"Th-this... this has to be some kind of mistake... I... can't be spying on cabbage farmers, can I?"

Several human locals and a halfling look at your city clothes oddly as they walk by you, but they don't say anything. It feels almost like you are having an out of body experience, but it is all too real. The locals seem to take you for an elf of some variety, so you can only assume that your fellows are also Szarkai. The town seems to have a general store, a bank, a blacksmith, and a few odd shops run by local traders. Far in the distance, past rolling fields of growing produce, you see forest.

>Investigate the townspeople
>Go report in at the inn
>Walk around and shop at the stores

Go report in at the inn. While it's tempting to make an in-depth investigation on the townspeople, we need to get a handle on what's going on with our own situation. At the same time, be observant on the way. Is there anything to indicate that there's more going on in this town than first meets the eye?

>>1233311
I'll second that. Best course of action seems to go straight to the point.

>you failed

Ouch

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>>1234271

When someone started banging on your door in the early hours last night, you got your old bones out of bed, tied on your yukata, picked up your sawed-off Remington shotgun, and went to see who it was.

Your niece Cat was there at the door, with tears on her face and blood on her hands. It was difficult to get anything coherent from her at first. You brought her inside, she drank some of the bourbon and hot chocolate you made her, and you started to get the story out of her.

Cat explained she'd just come from dropping off your family's new friend and enforcer, Johnny the thug, at a street doctor. He was comatose from blood loss at the time.

She went on to speak of the attack on her nightclub, how the Yakuza had shown up armed and in numbers. Overpowering her security forces, shooting up the club, terrorizing the patrons.

How a group of the gangsters, one of them wearing some kind of animal mask, blasted open the locked door to her counting room and roughly manhandled her away. Outside the club, into a car, and away into the streets.

How Johnny had come speeding out of the night in a red sports car, smashing the kidnappers' car off to the side of the road, but in the process crashing and rolling his own. How despite grievous injury he had struggled free and dispatched the driver, the woman in the mask.

How Cat had killed a man with her own hands for the first time that night, wrestling the gangster's knife away from him and driving it into his throat, his blood staining her hands. She grew distant at that point, her eyes staring at nothing. You knew that she was seeing the man die again and again. You're a killer yourself, and you knew she would be seeing him die for the rest of her life.

How Johnny had passed out in a nearby alley, covered in a dozen people's blood, including his own. She had paid a passing cabbie $500 cash to drive them to a street doctor of Johnny's acquaintance and not ask questions.

>>1241846
A stray meteor landed in the field of flowers.

>>1241846
he sees a giant tree

>>1241846
He spontaneously combusts.

4 anons have previously chosen 4 factions and will now participate in running their empires. Please wait until all 4 of the factions scenario posts have finished to begin answering

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>Ceph Empire
>2119 AD
>Siivana System
>The Capital, Char Doma

“Supreme Admiral,” The Devastator Guard says, standing at attention. You rise, the hem of your commandant robe trailing against the chair you previously occupied. The Devastator Guard stands to the side of the door. You stroll past him, leaving your personal quarters.
Lining a grand corridor are more Devastator Guards, adorned in the colors of your new regime. The Final Regime. The Empire of the Ceph. They watch as you walk past, falling into line behind you.
At the end of the corridor are metallic double doors three times the size of a male Cephalopod. They open before you, revealing a three-level command center full of Ceph Sub-Commanders and technicians.
“Rise for the Supreme Admiral!” One of your Devastator Guard yells. Every Ceph in the Command center turns on their heel and throws an arm across their chest.
“Hail to the Unified Charybdis!” They yell in unison. You send them to back to their duties with a wave of your hand. You slowly ascend a staircase to a silver platform in the air in the middle of the command center. Screens hover around the platform. Three Sub-commanders are waiting for you and your entourage of Devastator Guard. You step onto the platform where a chair is rising from the floor. It stops, and you take your seat.
Before you are screens. Screens full of systems and planets. Two cycles ago you and three other factions divided the Orion Belt sector up into equal parts. You are the inheritors of empires.
You are distracted from gazing at the screens by Vice-Admiral Jakall as he steps forward. He holds a data-screen in his hand, and taps at it.
“My Supreme Admiral, if I may begin first,” You nod your head, giving him permission.

>>1235167
>1. The Council of the High Command is preparing to repurpose our economy for war-time. We are building our own military infrastructure, but we need to recruit private conclaves to our cause and have them help build our armies and fleets. Several are vying for the honor of producing our units, which one shall we choose?
>Arattus Conclave: specializing in mass production
>Nero Conclave: specializing in innovative technologies
>Unikhan Conclave: specializing in strange but useful science

A) Your Answer
B) More Information
C) Delegate this to my subordinates

>2. We need to begin the expansion and absorption of the new systems we claimed. Settlers, merchants and explorers are already migrating in droves two and from our capital of Char Doma. Where do we want to focus first? To our Sector North is the Vara System with 4 planets, two dominant species and plenty of established industry. To our Sector East is the Lilos System with 10 planets, a myriad of species and a private sector barely recovered from the war 40 years ago. It can be rebuilt to it’s former glory, but not without investing ®. To our Sector South is the Cannonite System, with five planets, one dominate species, and strong industry and culture, There are factions within the Cannonite System who are openly hostile to us claiming their system. To our Sector West is the Ikan System, with two planets, hundreds of intermingling species and a vibrant economy. Very destabilized and lawless.

A) Your Answer
B) More Info
C) Delegate this to my subordinates

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[Elizabeth]
…and that’s it. We’re way behind schedule, in part because this Angel is made of a reaaally hard material and because we’ve lost a third of our cleanup personnel during the attack.

I’ll be honest, Major. At this rate it’ll take a month to clean up everything.

She looks away, sighing.

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I can't wait for the day to end. Oh, I'll have to call Carl and tell him I won't be there for supper.

It's kinda strange to see him live in David's room. I think he likes it, but who knows with this kid... The only person he speaks to is Marie.

How's it going with the twins, by the way? Marie told me the other day that the situation was ... tense.

>>1233314
Things are on there way to getting "better" but they were really far away from being good to start with. It will be a few days before things are fine.
Hey Cegremo. What's good

>>1231914
b

how could anyone pass on Nakagaw Michi

>>1231914
>2) Yamamoto Sadao - Corporate Blackops

Alright, writing for running...

You pack your newfound items into your bag, disappointed slightly at what you got. It doesn’t seem like your adventure is going quite your way. First, you got almost killed by a wizard, cracked your head when trying to escape the building, thrown out on your own, and then Miles and Mayson...

Those guys, they were a pain the moment you heard their voices. You got unluckily caught by them and managed to escape, but not without getting a kick and a punch in, which they kindly reciprocated. They seemed pretty intent on selling you as a slave to those Boggen you heard about, you wanted none of that. Now that you think more about it, they did seem to enter the same forest you are in right now, which is a very disturbing revelation. Maybe they really did want to get you, if they did then staying in one spot for too long would put you in danger. A grumble emanates from you as you realize that you might have to make another life threatening trek through the forest again. Just as you were getting comfortable. Great.

You zip up your bag and look at the intimidating forest. Beyond the safe zone of your clearing, you would be at the mercy of whatever life sucking magics lay within. It still boggles your mind that it could be so deadly, yet so close to a major town. You steel yourself, and step out of the circle. Immediately you feel a bit drained, almost imperceptible, but there. No doubt that you need to find another safe zone, if there is one, quickly.

>Pace yourself, the forest wants you to tire yourself quickly.
>Run. It’s either find a safe zone or die, walking just prolongs the inevitable.

(Roll 1d100)