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the Lampkins are an intelligent, reclusive race. Un-rivaled in the school of magic, the Lantern kind have a tall incredibly slender body made of a wood like material, and a head (as the name suggests) resembling a gas lamp. physically weak they often live alone, however they are not anti-social. when they do meat they communicate via the flickering of there gas light, similar to Morse code

Crovine small antlered beasts with Black hides, with Rigid arms similar to the legs of a bird and Deer like hoofs. they are covered and Black shiney feathers.

>>1558816
not particularly magically skilled, they can still cast a spell or too. they are not too physically strong either. they are however rather smart for there size

>>1557303
>>Snuggle with Anna.
Last minute lewds.

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>>1557303
>>You heard Sam was getting some refits in the workshop.


Reminder that Alters make the best artificial shipgirls.

>>1557303
>>You heard Sam was getting some refits in the workshop.

Bote time. After what Mul said last time, checking in on Sammy probably isn't a horrible idea.

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>>1556857
Your phone rings.

You pick it up, finding the sound of the Police Captain’s voice in your ear. That fat slug can’t even be bothered to walk down the hall.

“I got a case,” he says, “Think ya might be interested.”

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>>1556861
You ask, “What is it?”

“Homicide in downtown, or maybe it’s suicide. Officers can’t say, so I’ll leave it up to you.”

“I’ll need the details—“

“On the way, Detective...”

>Your name?

>>1556863
Gumshoe

>>1556507
>Catch up on Degfford.

>>1556507
>Catch up on Degfford.

>>1556507
>Catch up on Degfford.

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And we're back. First post in 30. I advise consideration of the prompt given in the
>Last Thread
>>1550272

>>1555989

Put more tags than the required ones on the archived thread next time.

>>1556001
>A. Cisco is a pretty great guy. Intelligent, funny, and apparently a decent fighter. If you wanted, you could tap him as an all-around helpful individual. He could gather information with his technological know-how, and maybe even help you out in a fight every now and again. Who knows, he might make a good sidekick if you ever clue him in.

>>1553878
>+The son of a general. You already have some combat training and good leadership skills. But you are awkward to talk to and have trouble making friends.

Time to learn how to make friends and influence people.

>>1553885
I like the sound of this.

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>>1553885
>>1553922
Your father is proud to see you off as you go to join the very school that made him the man he is today.

Once inside the huge main building of the school your directed to the registration desk. The person running the desk is a lazixie. Having no mouth it speaks to you using its psionic telepathy. "Sign here." It says handing you a tablet.

Once you've signed it hand you a tablet of your own and an ID card. "That tablet will be used through out school its also a communication device. Your ID card is used to move through the school as well as way to pay for things. Have a nice day Alex."

And with that your free. You have time before night comes you could go to your room and meet your room mate right away or explore the school.

A. Let's steal us a ship.

>>1552883

"Of course it's me" You reply, somewhat unassuredly. Luckily, he's already assumed you are and gone back to whatever it was he was doing. As he tackles some unknown machine with a hydrospanner, you walk past him into the space port docking bays. The smell of Tibana gas fills the air around you, and you can't help but smile as you check the ship manifest.

>Docking Bay A
YT-2400 Light Freighter
Captain: Leeroy
>Status: Refuelling

>Docking Bay B
unassigned

>Docking Bay C
YT-2000 Light Freighter
Captain: Hento
>Status: Locked due to unpaid docking fee

>Docking Bay D
XS Stock Freighter
Captain: Skyssk
>Status: Docked

>Docking Bay E
YT-1300 Freighter
Captain: Han
Status: Preparing for hyperspace

Lots of Corellian models in today. With the recent seizing of the Kuat shipyards, Corellia is the only system putting out civilian ships not going to the galactic war effort against the rebellion. Looks like there's only 3 ships available to snoop at.

>A. Go to docking bay A with the YT-2400, a newer Corellian model. You've heard of this one, it's the talk of the Sarlaac Pit. Apparently a very nice ship.
>B. Go to docking bay C, with the YT-2000, this ship has been here for ages and a day. The owner has probably forgotten about it.
>D. Go to docking bay D, with the XS - an ancient model. You've only read about these.

B. Seems like the easiest one to steal.

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Here is the key for the map above.

Red = Commonwealth
Light Blue = Sylvia
Purple = Faerlyn
Blue = Anuria
Yellow = Kingdom of Vrobia
Orange = The Vevarian Principalities
Gray = The Sloyes Empire

Pic related is a more detailed map of Sylvia. The red portions of this represent enemy held space and correspond the the purple and dark blue parts of the map above.

For the sake of any new players, I'm reopening voting on the previous update.

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>[x] Identify yourself and get to business

While you would love to mess around and spook the man who just fired off a warning shot, there was a war to fight and you needed to get down to business as soon as possible.

"Captain James Gardner, the man stuck commanding your sorry asses!" you shout back "And your Lieutenant as well!"

The man leans forward to get a better view of you and Flemming. Realizing his mistake, he quickly clambered down from the barn roof and ran to the fence to unlock it for you.

Now that he was closer, you could see more of the rather tall man's features. He was darker skinned and rather tall but on the thin side if you were honest. He had a 5-o'clock shadow and his face and hands were dirty, as if he had been doing some physical labor recently.

He quickly got the fence opened and stepped aside to allow you and Flemming to enter. You considered breaking his balls a little for shooting first (at his superior no less) and asking questions later but decided not to. You were at war here and there were more important things to do.

The sharp intake of breath you heard coming from Flemming's direction indicated that he thought otherwise. Before he could open his mouth, you held your hand out.

"There are more important things to do than yelling at an over vigilant watchman Lieutenant," you said.

Surprisingly, Flemming headed your words. Perhaps he was simply too tired from the march to bother arguing with you.

"Now who might you be?" you ask the soldier.

"Rifleman Miles Lee, sir!" the soldier says.

Well now you have a name to a face.

"Well Rifleman Lee, I could have you punished for your reckless action earlier, but I realize we are fighting a war right now, all our sensors are down and we don't know if the enemy has landed forces on this planet from right under our noses," you say trying to calm him down, seeing how nervous he was "so I'll let this slide this one time. Please be less reckless next time."

"Yes sir, thank you!" Lee says saluting.

"Oh come on now, none of that," you say "I'm a common man, same as you."

Once again, Lee seems embarrassed by his mess up.

"Gardner, while you are a commoner, a certain decorum is expected from an officer, do not become so familiar with the ranks," Flemming pipes up.

You sigh. It seems Flemming has found his voice once again.

"I'll keep it in mind," you say "Now let's meet the rest of this sorry excuse for a company. Could you take us there?"

"Yes sir," Lee says "Follow me."

Lee walks off and you and Flemming follow. Lee leads you to the farmhouse. As you approach it, you hear some yelling from within.

"Anything we should be concerned about?" you ask.

"Ah it's probably nothing," Lee says with resignation.

It mustn't be the first time this has happened. You reach the door and Lee opens it for you. What greets you is a strange sight.

>>1552341
"That rabbit is mine, fair and square little girl!" a burly man who is more hair than person bellows.

"Finders keepers!" a younger voice says.

You look around for the source but have no luck finding it. You lower your line of sight, being clued in by the man mentioning a little girl. Right near your feet is what you assume is the little girl. Dressed in overalls and a flannel shirt, the only hint that the child is female are the girlish pig tails. In her hands, a rabbit leg. Judging from her sticky face and a rabbit leg you see already thrown away, you assume she already ate the other leg.

To the side, you see the other two people in your "company" cheering them on and judging from the money they were holding, likely betting on the outcome of this showdown. One was freckled with short hair, likely even younger than Flemming. The other was the striking image of what you thought of when you pictured an absentminded professor.

"The only thing you'll be finding is a long and unpleasant time out young lady!" the bearlike man said before diving at the girl.

She jumped away with unnatural grace. Now that you look at her longer, you notice that her face is off from a normal human's. The eyes a bit too big, the ears longer, the features longer and more angular. Is she perhaps one of the Sylvians you were here to fight for?

Well you could ponder that later because at the moment, you have a massive man currently heading straight towards you with no way to stop himself with the momentum he had built up.

He bowls right into you and both of you end up outside outside on the dusty ground. The wind is knocked out of your lungs by the large man.

"Oh, what's this then?" the large man says noticing you under him.

He quickly gets up and helps you to your feet, futilely dusting off your uniform.

"Ah well, it would have gotten dirty in the field anyway," he said after seeing that his massive hands were doing a better job knocking the wind out of you than cleaning your uniform.

"Now who might ye be?" he asks.

Flemming stares horrified at this lack of professionalism and the audacity of these mere rank and file soldiers to be so familiar with their commanding officer.

>[ ] Write in

Previous write ins.
>reprimand
>actual punishment delayed until someone can tell us what's going on
>Lieutenant, do you want to deal with the girl? No? Fine, as long as she stays quiet while we get a full explanation.

>"I am your commanding officer, Captain Gardner, so if you would stop hitting me and let me breath I can get a better idea of this unit's capabilities and if you don't stop...I'LL HAVE YOU USED AS THE FRIGGIN TARGET PRACTICE FOR THE NEW RIFLES. Now that that's done all of you get in line, weapons at the ready"

>That is SIR to you Corporal, and it is Captain Gardner! This is Lt. Flemming!
>*Gesture to him formally.*
>Now, I demand a clear explanation ONE AT A TIME, what is going on here!
>*Point to the girl*
>You! Jessica Rabbit, start talking.

>>1552213
>Do it yourself

>>1552213
wepons, multi taking into neckberd for the RAGE ability

>>1552327
I don't think you can win the war through diplomacy...

>>1552339
Weapons or Worksafe?

>>1549956
>Jewel Heist
Classiest of crimes

>>1549956
>>Plane hijacking
This sounds exciting.

>>1549956
>>Jewel Heist

May have offed a couple security guards. Entirely unintentional.

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>Pass through the empty chamber to the large room
You enter the CUBICAL CHAMBER of bare red rock. You stride as confidently as one may stride without any legs to speak of, but before you can reach the doorway, it slams shut before you!
With a loud crack, strange circular SIGILS flare to life on the walls. Black CHAINS shoot out from their centers and shackle you in place. You are TRAPPED!
You struggle with the chains as they start to pull on you in different directions. However, there is no escape. The strain threatens to rip you apart.
Just when you think you're going to give in, the pull stops. The SIGILS seem to hesitate for a moment, as if they were THINKING THINGS OVER. Then, with a clang the chains release you and fall to the floor. The sigils disappear and the door opens back up.
...Whatever that was, it was a close shave. You may or may not have nearly died due to a GLITCH.

>Enter library
Now free from your chains, you enter the LARGE ROOM.
You only saw a few bookshelves from the other side of the building but damn, this place is STACKED. Shelves line all four walls of the room, stretching to the ceiling and threatening to collapse under the vast amount of BOOKS heaped onto them. Further piles of READING MATERIAL are scattered on the floor and on the TABLE in the middle of the room. There is an additional half-assembled shelf lying prone in one corner.
...Whoever lives here is without a doubt a MASSIVE FUCKING NERD.

>Inspect shelves
Upon more rigorous examination of the bookshelves, it seems like the question of "what does this person read" should be replaced with "what doesn't he read". You see Russian Classics, scientific journals, sorcery handbooks, manga collections, and a lot of very threatening-looking GRIMOIRES that sometimes seem to whisper when you turn your back. While there are plenty of titles that you recognize, about 70% of the books are completely unknown to you and don't seem like they were published on Earth either. You carefully put down the signed and dedicated copy of "The Joys of Flaying" by Shkabolax the Skintaker.
You might as well snoop around this netherworldly nerd's book collection a bit more.
>What will you read?

>>1549872
>GRIMOIRES
read one

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>>1549892
>Read a grimoire
You aren't sure if that will be very advantageous to your health, as neither grimoire seems particularly BENIGN. However, after a bit of searching, you find a heavy leatherbound tome that seems relatively harmless.

THE GUYDE OF INEPTE DAEMONES.
CONTENTES:
>0. Foreworde.
>1. The Hierarchie of Hell.
>2. Daemone Ruleres.
> -2.1 The 72 Greate Daemones.
>3. The Sekretes of Magick.
> -3.1 Conjuration.
> -3.2 Possession.
> -3.3 Invocation.
> -3.4 Replenyshing thy Magick.
> -3.5 Corruption.
> -3.6 Wardes.
>4. Our Enemie - The Legiones of Heavyn.

>>1549542
>Say something to Dan
Now now Dan don't be so harsh on Percy. I will admit he is very fair but I think you are too.
And pat her on the head

>>1549604
Seconding this.

>>1549604
Thirded

>>1549076
>You are the leader of one of four gangs in the City. While many goons are scattered here and there, you are one of the few who have the long lost knowledge of piloting vehicles. Your goal: To become the Underboss of the City.
So is this like a builder or is this a quest and those points are to start out with?

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BOAT GANG:
> Base: The boat gang locks up in an old luxury yacht, way out beyond the shore. It provides a great barrier since many don't know how to swim or use a boat.
> Vehicles: You start with 5 speedboats and your base yacht. Usually, you like to send the speedboats to raid places near the river. There are many riverdocks up and down the canals, so you're never short of places to loot.
> Special Items: Scuba Gear (5)

AIR GANG:
> Base: Your gang is lucky to have blasted off the bottom floors so that its near impossible to ascend your tower from the ground floor. You have access from the helipad down to the 33rd floor, but you don't need to use 17 floors with only 15 people.
> Vehicles: You start with one helicopter. Everyone in your gang knows how to operate it. Finding fuel is essential to maintain your air superiority. You like to use your helicopter to scout out nearby building rooftops, equally as high. It is also hard to conceal whenever you go out to scavenge.
> Special Items: 1 Sniper (10 mag cap)

TRUCK GANG:
> Base: Truck gang operates out of a fire house, ironic for its notorious reputation of arson. The firehouse has a generous amount of garage space as well as lot space, where you have stacked burnt out cars to form a makeshift barrier.
> Vehicles: You start with 2 firetrucks. You know each district has at least one firehouse, so you dream of building up your fleet once you take them over. Both trucks are heavily reinforced, and basically act like tanks.
> Special Items: Gas Cans (10) and a Lighter

DIRTBIKE GANG:
> Base: The dirtbike gang is based in an old park, brown from years of disuse and damage. A makeshift fort has been constructed here from metals, plastics, and dead vehicles, and all of your gang lives inside the walls in trailers. There is also a small vegetable garden.
> Vehicles: You start with a fleet of 15 dirtbikes. Every gangmember has a bike. Two pickup trucks are also available, but they has been used to tow in the trailers.
> Special Items: Aluminum Bats (15)

Rules:
> You can use your members to complete multiple actions per day.
> Actions Include: Exploring, Scavenging, Building, Warring, etc.
> Assign appropriate number of members per action to strengthen or improve effectiveness
> Dice system for some actions. Modifiers applied appropriately.
> OOC many players can choose to join a gang and RP as gangsters, but they must decide collectively on the actions (vote, alternate turns, compromise, etc)
> Food-most scavenge for food, except for the dirtbikes who grow food. Start with 100 food and 100 water, one is consumed per member per day. Dirtbike food grows every 4 weeks.

Map attached for reference. The city will update as you move to claim territory. We will begin when every gang is claimed.

>>1549081
Claiming air gang.

Rolled 90 (1d100)

>>1548751
Rolling

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>>1548759
Your stasis pod veers toward a planes area of the world and crash lands on the bank of a small lake. The surrounding area is predominantly some small forest areas, grassland planes, and the lake. The Stasis pod activates, bringing your protoform to life. The pods systems flashed to life and began their scan for a suitable lifeform for you to copy.

>Hello Protoform 8345T. Please specify what gender you are...

>>1548882
I am a Male.

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there he is

>>1548733
Life changes in a hurry. Just a couple of days ago you were Morgan Barret, passable high school student and general point of disinterest. And now? Well, you're still Morgan Barret. And you're still a just a passable high school student. But now you think you need to start adding vigilante to the list of your descriptors. By chance, you stumbled upon a plan by supervillain Anarky in Gotham City to attack the Gotham Knights Stadium during a huge game between the Knight and the Metropolis Meteors. The real kicker is his weapon of choice. Something called Fear Toxin that the Batman told you is capable of making you experience your worst fears in ways that make all victims violently panic until they are stopped or cured.

You met Robin, Batman's partner/protege when you went against the Bat's orders and followed the trail you picked up to the meeting place and secret base of Anarky's men. Some dump of a chinese joint called Mr'Lung's. He saved your ass when you got caught by a bad mix of chemicals. Unlike his boss, he's got a sense of humor and didn't try to send you home. Which makes him good in your books. And he discovered that now that he and Batman have picked up this case, the bad guys are going with plan B. Release the feat toxin in the surrounding areas of the Stadium before they can do anything and create chaos.

Now that you've gotten Batman to let you in on this, or at least tolerate you until the end of the night. You are on your way to where the action is. In nothing else but the. motherfucking. Batmobile. And you thought it sounded kind of lame at first when you first heard it. When you all exited the building and Batman called it over with some device it looked mundane as hell, albeit expensive as hell. But then it transforms, the car expands and plates of metal shift and fold to reveal all kinds of things that can't be street legal.

And this would be a lot cooler. Expect you're stuck in back. Of course it's designed with only two important passengers in mind so your put in one of the couple of seats in the back that Batman reserves for civilians that need an emergency lift. No biggie. You still rode in the Batmobile. But it's kind of dark in here, there aren't any windows but you can tell your going places by the unmistakable feeling of extreme speed this thing is rocking. You must be speeding through Gotham like a rocket but it still feels smooth as all hell. Then you come to a smooth but sudden stop.

>Continued

>>1548738
You hear the main doors open and footsteps leaving the vehicles and just for one sinking moment you think they're gonna leave you in the car. But thankfully the back opens up and you go to join the Dynamic Duo. Robin is tapping away at the floating display on his gauntlet. "The Batcomputer finished compiling street camera images of Anarky's guys, sending likely bomb locations now."

Batman fiddles with machine as well as he walks to the side of the Batmobile and makes a compartment inside pop open he stares inside for a moment before turning to face you. "Did you bring any equipment with you?"

You pause and look down at your holey clothes and hold your arms up in a way that you hope conveys; Do I look prepared for this?

In response he tosses you a belt, similar to his Robin's though it doesn't have nearly as many pockets or look as high tech. Robin helps you wrap it around your chest and over your shoulder and gives you a quick rundown of everything that's in this one. You feel like you might forget at least one of the several tools but hell, you'll manage. You kind of have to.

Batman puts a hand on Robin's shoulder before you all get to work. "If you see Anarky, or Crane, call for backup."

They turn in opposite directions and realize that they must split up and work separately a lot, it's all happens quickly like they've done it a hundred times. Then you also realize that they're gonna split up and no ones telling you where to go.

>Go with Batman, sure he'll probably be looking for the crazed supervillain but hey- it's Batman.
>Go with Robin, he'll definitely be better conversation.