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Nine words occupy your mind, etched into the giant executioner's sword that hangs over your head.
-~-CAST IN THE NAME OF GOD-~-
-~-~-~-~YE NOT GUILTY~-~-~-~-
You're out of breath, your head reeling with the exhaustion that's consuming your mind. Your wrists are bound in handcuffs, which are in turn secured to the heavy, uncomfortable wooden chair you sit on.

"Now is no time to be taking a rest." A slimy-sounding voice speaks to you from the darkness. "Can you remember anything, defendant? Anything at all?"
You think to yourself, something, anything that might help you find the words to speak.
A sterner, though kinder, voice addresses the first one. "Give the defendant time. This last semester has been quite troublesome." Then it asks you a simple question. "Defendant, can you state your name and occupation?"
You know that you're a student, a junior high school student... But your name...
The voices of your friends ring through your head, distracting you. You see from the perspective of someone on the ground, your vision fuzzy and indistinct.

A harsh male voice accompanies hands on your shoulders, trying to speak to you. "Hey, stay with us! Don't you dare die on us!"
"This can't be happening! Not you, too!" A terrified female voice seems almost on the verge of tears, choking back a sob at your condition.
Another female voice, deeper than the first, requests with alarm, "Who has a phone? Someone call an ambulance!"
The sound of phone tones follows, and when the emergency picks up, the man speaking seems like a grown adult, trying to remain calm. "Hello? Yes, we need an ambulance immediately at-"
Your head swims again, and the voices fade out.

Before you return to your questioning, someone says your name, and you remember.
Looking up at your captor, you reply, "My name is..."
>>Your name is...
>Solomon Read (Male)
>Patricia Clark (Female)
>Joshua Claude (Male)
>Helen Anderson (Female)
>Richard Wright (Male)
>Susan Young (Female)
>No, my name is... <Write-In>

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>Welcome and thanks for joining in!, this is story-driven quest, in which you take the role of Rob Corwin, the lord of the city of Westfall, the kingdoms are at the verge of an unification war, and your king has just died, leaving his only male son and heir, a 12 years old boy, as the new king, your actions will weight heavily on the welfare of the kingdom.
>Some crucial decisions will require 1d100 rolls, 0-10 beign critical failure, 11-45 failure, 46-65 mostly no effect, 66-89 success and 90-100 mayor success, an average of the first roll of all players will be accounted .
>There'll be a little bit of civ-like administration of your holdings, making you able to increase income and power, but it'll be a minor thing, this is mostly story-driven.
>It's highly recommended to read the pastebin about notable characters and the brief story of the kingdoms.
>I'm not a native english speaker, thus you may encounter several grammatical errors, be advised.
>I used to be QM of "council" quests using hexographer, If you enjoyed them, you'll enjoy this one.
>MAP of the kingdoms: https://ibb.co/nhpN8F
>MAP of Bessia: https://ibb.co/cYDh8F

>PASTEBIN (Includes Characters and their portraits, historic and geographical info) : https://pastebin.com/zwmL6HcN

>Quest Start:

-Is it true what they say about queen Eleanor, Rob?- Asks your little sister.

-What is it they say, Adelaide?

-I've heard she's the most beautifull woman in the whole kingdom!- Her words are marked by enthusiasm.

-Well, there're many women in the kingdom darling, and I haven't seen them all, but yes, she's rather beautifull, you'll see her shortly.

-Yeah, I also heard that her dresses are the best you can find, well, any dress from the capital is prettier than the ones back in Westfall, do you think mother will buy me one?

-That depends on how well you behave, today's an important day.

Your sister nods at you, with a wide smile on her face.

It's been almost a week of traveling, and you're just about to reach Totus, the capital of the kingdom, accompanied by most of your court, including your family, servants, and bunch of minor lords, you're all there to attend the king's

funeral.
You are the yet unmarried count of Westfall, the older son of Adeamar and Dorothy, you have two little sisters and a brother.
It's been five years since the last time you met the king, you remember him on your father's funeral, he was one of the few carrying the coffin, after the funeral he told you that he'll be there for anything that you, or your family, need.

You pass through the gates of the capital and by the main street towards the castle, once there you are received by the Queen, who greets you and your family.
(Continues)

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"Quest: Find The Value of Old Currency"

"You wake up one morning to find a drawer filled with collected money of your grandfather back when he served in Taiwan."
"Looking for the value of the money inside of the bag filled with old bills, you adventure to find their value nowadays"
*If mission Is Completed:
x10 health potions
^respect
X1 Armor of the Gods
X1 Sword of Eros (the erotic God)
*allows you to seduct all women.

Good luck heroes

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SYSTEM (10:49:22): Connecting to Server...
SYSTEM (10:49:29): Initializing...
SYSTEM (10:51:03): Error: var(leaveServer) Not Found
SYSTEM (10:51:05): Connecting...
SYSTEM (10:51:12): Welcome, <user>!

Years after the return of an unmatched demonic curse, children cried in pain and loss as they were tortured by their captors and piled into groups, simply known as the Factions. The only school in the city, a last beacon of hope in a falling world, was soon overcome by the force of Chaos. In the last line of defense, the deities sent an array of children, known as the Champions of Youth, to reclaim the world and purge the holy land of The One, a divine being of the curse that swallowed the planet whole.
However, in the realm's time of desperate need, the heroes had vanished, and there was nothing left to stop The One from the consumption of all law and control in the world. It had become an eternal god.
It is September 17th, 2031, six years after the prodigal return of Chaos. The bells in your quaint little town ring, signalling the start of the day. As you all shuffle out of your covers and blankets, you look into the mirror. For fourteen years old, you don't look so bad, stud/studette...

>What is your name? What do you look like?

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You, Madelaine, Derrick, Emi, and Ava spend the next hour or so hanging out and talking about nothing in particular. Until the door bursts open, and in comes Meyu.

"Ah, I see the kids are all here" Meyu says.
"Hey, what took you so long?" Madelaine asks.

Meyu steps in and stretches out his back. "Ran into an old friend" He says. "She wanted to have a drink, 'cause she was down about getting her partner fired and-... hang on"
"What?" Madelaine asks.

Meyu points at Ava. "That's not the She-demon" Meyu says. "Where the hell is she?"

"Yuu let her go somewhere up north" Madelaine says.

Meyu turns to you, looking thoroughly unimpressed... "Did he now?" He asks. "Well let's hope he had a very good reason for doing that..."

>Prepare to be disappointed

>Do I really need one?

>She asked nicely

>Other

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During an attack on the German lines you and your men were almost totally obliterated, or so you assumed you didn't actually see it happen. After the German machine guns opened up on your lines you lost your nerves and dived down in the first slight indent in the land you could find and tried to keep as low as possible. You had stayed like that throughout the battle and waited till night to move. Trying to get back to your lines in the dark while bullets flew by your head was rather hard it seemed and you found yourself diving to the ground at every burst of a shell, or rat-tat-tat of an MG.

Crawling in full kit was tiring and the constant cracking of bullets by your person was rather nerve racking, though the storm of shrapnel and bullets had subsided greatly, and moved more down the line. Nevertheless you considered ditching your gear, at least in part.

As you slowly move up a small hill past some light shrubbery you see mound of sandbags. You quickly lay down as quiet as you can and crawl to the shrubbery.

What do you do?

>Call out.

>Wait and listen, don't know who's in there!

>Jump in the trench.

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A large, inhuman man sat in a hall made of orange crystals all perfectly aligned and symmetrical to make a spiral shaped circle around a pool of a strange golden liquid which sat in front of the massive king and his subjects. He wore a large crown and the robes of a judge, looking down in sadness at the images he saw before him as his robed subjects and cute little fluffy things watched with horror.

The world they had known before had become awash with chaos, and that was before their eternal foes of the same name had arrived again. It appeared that the realm's natural magic and monsters had returned. And had changed everything, now creatures from fairy tales lived among man, and man lived among terrifying things straight out of nightmares.

The king rubbed his white beard as most of his subjects turned away, crying for how much the world had changed and lost since they left their watch of it. But the king smiled and leaned forward as Seven strange little cutesy creatures landed in front of him to get a closer look.

"Oh yes, civilization has SURVIVED!" He yells out, making everything in the room stop dead with silence, except the seven little things in front of him "No it has flourished! sure it has changed, BUT LAW AND ORDER SURVIVES!"

He stood casting the entire room in shadow, reaching his hand towards the pool as the image inside shifted again
cont

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SESSION START

>You are Anon
>You've been on a pretty hot win streak as of late
>In the past week you've attained power
>That you use to get your ass kicked by magical things
>Money
>That you use to buy magical things to kick ass with
>You have a magical apartment now
>You're a zombie owner
>Practically grown man
>Get to cut your own hair
>Get to suck your own dick and everything
>Earlier this week you were asked to help out your local FOOTBALL TEAM
>The Echo Creek Awesome Possums
>In their start of the season game against SILVER HILL PREP
>With their team
>The WAAAaaariors
>Who's arms and legs are so huge they probably need forklifts to get out of bed in the morning
>Jesus
>Thems some big bois
>You've just got done having a fisty-punch off with your former best friend
>Marco Diaz
>His mind got taken over by a magically created Tentacle arm
>Soft ass
>Neck ass
>Bitch ass
>You have a monster arm and all you have to worry about is when his buttlust will strike
>You're outside your school
>Watching your new gf...
>Jackie Lynn Thomas
>Skate away
>WHACK!
>J: "Ah! Anon! Geeze!"
>Hah
>The buttlust
>You open up your Housevator and gently set Zombina, your undead minion (who has been reduced to a head) on the ground
>Z: "Massa where feet?"
>You look around
>Oh
>Her body's mostly in one piece
>Except her right arm and her left leg
>Those are just sort of crawling around
>Gross
>You stick a foot into her neck
>She jumps for joy
>Z: "Fank you masster!"
>Hahaaaa
>Fleshmagic
>Your bros are waiting for you in the locker room
>The game starts in an hour

What do?

CHARACTER SHEET

ANON HAS GAINED...

+1 CON
+1 WILL


ANON IS NOW A LEVEL 8 ???

CURRENT QUESTS

>Kill a Swamp Drake in the Frogmonster Swamp
>Get a connection Gem from THE HOLE
>Win the Big Game

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30 miles east ofYuma, AZ

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>>1429294
Archive of parts 1-10
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You are 22 year old Hank Dalton. You just disrupted a Skinwalker ritual sacrifice. Your friends are massacring most of them but the girl is still in danger. You need to end this shit fast, because there's a pissed off wounded Wendigo somewhere in these hills, it's getting dark and you're a long way from Yuma.

You finally round the corner and see Billy fucking Nez not 20 paces away, trying to coax the girl through the hole in the barn wall. She's not trying to go with him for some reason. The reason probably being that he's a giant naked Indian covered in blood and waving a giant obsidian knife. She tries to grab hold of something while Billy's skinwalker buddy on the other side is trying to push her through.
"Stop fuckin struggling you little gook piece of-" Billy stops mid sentence when he sees you and your M14. He isn't quite naked anymore, he now has a gun belt with the holster strategically placed. The sacrificial blade is still in his left hand, his right goes to the handle of a hand-cannon that makes Zoe's Super Blackhawk look like a Mattel Fanner 50. He has no chance. You pull the trigger once, solid midsection hit that smashes through a rib or two, takes out some intestine, maybe a kidney, but he's a big fucker so better make it two. Or three. But a freezing cold hand closing around the ankle on your good leg makes your second shot go wild.

It's one of those ghostly smoke fuckers. Just the hand, on a long smoky tendril-arm. It tugs at your ankle, but can't seem to pull very hard. But its touch is so cold, you feel it in your bones. Billy decides not to draw after all and breaks into a full on sprint though you swear you see some guts hanging out the fist-sized exit wound in his back. He's headed for a '49 Mercury lead sled with a chopped roof, chrome side pipes and a dual quad tunnel ram sticking out of the hood that leads you to believe it ain't no flathead in there. Parked nearby are a '65 Chevelle and a late 50s Chrysler, which both look to be running and hotwirable if you have to chase him.

A) Fuck the ghost, kill Billy while you have the chance
B) Get that fucking ghost off your ankle (but how?)

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Future Naruto Quest

This quest is set within the universe of Naruto, long after the end of the series, but ignoring the events of the Boruto Manga and Anime. Of course, because this is Naruto we're talking about, the geopolitics and technology haven't advanced as quickly as they would in the real world. As such, the technology is similar to that of Boruto the Movie, though a bit more refined, and the villages you know and love are largely the same, though their diplomatic situations may not be.

However, the characters will be less familiar, because as much time has passed between the Last and now as passed between the Founding of the Hidden Villages and Shippuden..

You are playing as Kuro Nijiiroh, a fifteen year old Hidden Leaf Chunin. Once a member of Hōōmaru Tachibana’s Team Seven, along with Hakurin Hyuga, and Jimmaru ████ Uchiha. Your family consists of your older sister, an ANBU Black Ops, Shirou; your mother, the restaurateur Ki; and your father Aomon, a Tokubetsu Jounin who specializes in Hand Seals, also living with you is your cousin Haiiro, who's mother sent her to attend the Ninja Academy.

You've returned to the World after three years of being consigned to the Moon for general Otsutsukery, and also the degradation of the diplomatic order of the world.

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Last Time, Kuro continued to reaffirm the fact that he's great at beating women.

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Abandoning your flashy ninjutsu, you elect to simply drop-kick Baratsuchi in the face.

It works.

Baratsuchi sits back up after you knock her down, waving a hand in front of you as she holds her jaw with the other.

"I give up!" She says slowly, before taking her hand away tentatively. "You win Kuro," she concedes, "good job."

>A) Say something to her (What?)

>B) Go do something else today (What?)

>C) You're tired, just go back to the mansion.

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You awaken

For the first time in what you can imagine is a very long time. You can't remember the circumstances that lead you to this moment but regardless here you are. You know one thing for certain.

You are a god. A being with an immense power.

You look around to your surroundings. You are on a barren planet "standing" outside a dilapidated building. The large building is adorned with gold and silver statues of various figures you don't recognize. One the outside wall there are inscriptions. From what you can make out it says.

"Behold our Grand Temple. A monument to our great god ???"

>Write-in

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This is the third day in a row you’ve been called into work, the third fucking day. It's not like you DON’T appreciate the money, or the chance to get out, it’s just that something seems off today. You don’t know whether it’s the increased amount of ambulances and police going through your neighborhood, if it’s the riots that have broken out all over the world almost overnight, all the black helicopters and military cargo planes that have been flying over lately, or the new flu that seemingly everyone has gotten. Today is not going to be your day.

But, where did you work at, again?

>The Gun Range. You made sure every god fearing American could practice and exercise their second amendment, and you also get in a little range time yourself. (Bonus to Firearms and Firearms training)

>The State Capitol. While you weren’t the flashy Senator who got to show their face to the Cameras, you picked up on some skills, and you really did all the work. (Bonus to Persuasion and organization.)

>The Gym. While you aren’t the biggest Chad in town, and you did get a degree in college, it doesn’t change the fact that pumping Iron and making sure others feel the burn is like your home away from home. (Bonus to Strength and Endurance)

>Northeast Community College. Any other academic might laugh and talk behind your back for only substituting at a Community college, you still know more than most of them put together in mechanical engineering and Geography. (Bonus to Engineering actions and greater knowledge of the land)

>The Free Clinic. It’s not the most luxurious of places, and the pay certainly isn’t anything to write home about, it gives you moral superiority and it has really honed your medical skills. (Bonus to healing and (secret pro/con)

>To the Garage. You’ve known how to use a wrench and vice grip since before you could walk. Hell, you joined the army for 4 years just to work on the Tanks there. You’ve always been drawn to cars, and that’s why you have your own car tricked out. It might not be exactly street legal, but no one cares, especially in the last couple of days. (Bonus to vehicles and access to a High Quality vehicle.

>To The hangout. You’ve been in charge of this gang for 5 years now, joining when you were ten. They were more of a family to you than your actual family, and know you run your section of the city. Due to your proficiency at it, the gang runs itself, or, it did.. (Bonus to raiding and access to an armed group of 15 at the start.)

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It is the Year of Our Lord 1120. You are Victor Reis, a Knight-Captain of the Order of Brothers of the German House of Saint Mary in Frankfurt (The Teutonic Order.) You had come to the Holy Land after a request for aid from your brothers in the newly-formed Templar order, and traveled with them to a mountain pass Northeast of Acre, and joining a Saracen horde in battle there, suddenly found yourself in another world, along with your Teuton brothers and Templar allies. After an ordeal that involved Elves, the Wilde Jaege, and even more Elves, you finally made your way back to the warcamp, that was transferred to the world as well.

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Previously, on Fantasy Crusader Quest....

Victor is having a crisis of faith due to the actions of the Templars, which caused the Hospitallers to leave.

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You recently moved into the town of Goodtown. Where everyone in this city must do good things to gain Goodboy points™.
The more good you are the more higher you are in the good boy hierarchy.
Do stuff for other people and gain goodboy points.
The months about to end so you gotta gain 100 goodboy points to stay in the town.
You look into the sky to wonder what you should do.
What should you do?

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Hi guys sorry to be suddenly missing in action. I'm just not feeling very well. I've had trouble sleeping and had to do a lot of stuff at the hospital, where they made me wait like 7 hours in the morning for one thing then 5 more in the evening for another thing, and today was similar.

Im barely able to see right now. I hope its just from exhaustion.

Anyway, let me know when you see this message post and we'll try to have a slow thread over the week, alright?