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Happy fiftieth thread folks.

Here's our discord where we handle direct communications/secrets.
https://discord.gg/fNwhBwd
Some basic stuff about the civ:
http://pastebin.com/JeLgCpu6
Archive:
http://pastebin.com/sJUQB60g
We have a wiki as well!
http://civbulgar.wikia.com/wiki/CivBulgar_Wiki

Spring, Year 808

>>Population:32,77m
>>Agriculture:9/10
>>Resources:9/10
>>Manufacturing:9/10
>>Trade:9/10
>>Finances:9/10
>>Morale:9/10
>>Prestige:9/10


>>Buildings: House of Lords,Grand Temple, Gladiatorum, Academies, barracks, dry docks, monuments, finery forges,Great Lighthouses, sewers,schools,watermills,windmills,hospitals, baths, Renaissance architecture, stained glass;
>>Economy:three-crop rotation,standartised manoral agriculture,quasi-pastoralism, stable Mark,artisans and workshops, no debt
>>Culture:Code of Roggar, quality festivals and folk culture, books,printing press, dragonslaying, good arts, calendar,noble manners,Tournaments, improving propaganda, Universities
>>Technology:heavy plough,horse collar,wind mill,sewers,stirrups,quality metallurgy, good glassworks, medium medicine,medium natural science,quality mechanics,good crafts,good textiles,medium fishing,improving blackpowder
>>Government:Feudal Contract, good bureaucracy, City Guards,Legisature, trial of ordeal, elective monarchy, Council, Holy Pantheonic Empire
>>Magic: MAGA,quality golemancy,medium alchemy, medium enchantments, good spellweaving
>>Military:91 000 Proffesionals;Feudal troops and levies, faction troops;
>>Navy:50 carracks, 15 caravels, 1 superboat, DRANK
>>Religion: old gods shamanism, Pantheon worship, Virism


>A.Food production & growth
>B.Culture & religion
>C.Construction
>D.Military
>E.Government & laws
>F.Exploration & colonization
>G.Research & development(Cooldown)
>H.Navy
>I.Diplomacy & war
>J.Magical matters(Cooldown)
>K.Trade & Finance
>L.Other

A private expedition, led by the heir to Gobbopolis, just returned from eastern Hajatas.

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Your head throbs and your eyes burn, every blink feels as if the inside of your eyelids were covered with sandpaper. You try to sit up but feel the cold sting of metal on your chest as you barely peek open and see the massive iron bar holding you in place. You lift your arms about 5 inches before they stop abruptly due to the chains wrapped around your wrists.

You lift your head and look around the room, glowing circles in the walls provide dim light barely bright enough to allow you to see your feet. The dark stone of the room keeps the room feeling damp and humid, making the sweat covering you from evaporating into the warm air. You hear the hiss of air and the clicking of metal before a cool breeze enters into the room as well as the sound of multiple footsteps. A woman with bleach blonde hair pulled into a tight bun looks down at you past her nose and wire framed glasses.

"Hello there, would you like to get up?" She asks sweetly, her perfume an intoxicating mixture of vanilla and cinnamon.

An individual in a full riot suit carrying a large cattle prod approaches and pulls a key from a velcro pack on it's waist.

"Release them?" It says

She holds up a hand and looks back at you smiling.

"If our guest would answer we would know. What do you say, stranger?"

>Fuck you.
>Yes please.
>I'm good here thanks.
>Where am I?
>Other

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Let's have another one of these. Decide the species and location, and after 45 minutes we'll vote.

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>SIR, WHAT HAS PLAGUED OUR GOOD CATALOG
Basically, you try and make as much money as possible by using the stock market to your advantage. You start with a solid loan of $25,000, and you use that to take the market.

>What do I do, exactly?
There are four stocks you can invest in-- Alpha, Beta, Gamma, and Epsilon. Each of them will start at a randomly generated price from $10 to $80, updating every turn, meaning you can either lose or gain money, never knowing if the price after will be higher or lower. At the end of the fifteen turn period, your stocks will all be randomized once again, and the person with the highest amount of Net Worth wins the game.

>Can I buy stocks outside of the market?
Yes you can, by stealing stocks from other players. "Buying out" stocks means offering five times as much as the stock is worth at that moment and getting them right from other players. For example, if a stock is worth $30 each, you can buy the same stock from other players for $150 each.

>How is Net Worth calculated?
Your Net Worth is whatever money you have available, plus the total worth of all your stocks at that given moment.

>Can my cash go below zero?
Yes and no; there is no limit to how many stocks you want to buy. If your cash goes into the negative, however, you are forced to sell stocks until you go above zero again. If you have no stocks left to sell, and your cash is below zero, you are Bankrupt and eliminated from the game. You cannot buy stocks after going below zero, and if you're at that state by the end of the game, you will still be eliminated.

>What about money outside of the market?
You can get a loan from the Bank; however, those loans will only last a short amount of time and need to be paid back within four (4) turns. If it isn't paid, the Bank will forcefully take it without your permission-- even if you go below zero. The most you can loan is $250,000, and unpaid loans at the end of the game will be deducted then and there, regardless of how much you have.

To get started, all you need is your name. Let's do this thing!

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"Only one in ten-thousand people can turn into Junkies-- the rest just die. Even then, most just OD on their first attempt."

Thread archive:

http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=VenomBuster

Last time on VenomBuster:

Our protagonist is disabled by a mysterious device that he found in City Hall.

Resident loser Tendou Minamizawa saves the day (But not really. He's just part of a cleanup team.)

We can't tell whether Hiromi Nishigami is male or female!

Now returning to your irregularly scheduled VenomBuster!

I'm really sorry about not updating for a while. Real life took over my free time. Despite the lineart, the design for VenomBuster is still very much in the works.

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He cleaned the glass with even circles. It had been an early close, not much traffic in Birlo lately -- nobody wanted into the wastes anymore. He had sat the last clean glass down when he became aware of a presence behind him. An even, unhurried turn accompanied the phrase: "I'm sorry but we'-"

Cut off by the visage before him. The figure was wrapped in rotting rags, its breath clouded the air despite
the warmth of the fading day., its voice was disturbingly human despite appearances, although if one
listened closely you could hear faint rustling like a thousand insectile legs over dead sand. "Do you still
have stew, sir?"

"I- well- yes I'll bring you a bowl." Despite the rags, the bartender felt as though the thing smiled. It
brought a hand covered in rags and placed a single small silver coin on the table. The bartender's eyes
widened every so slightly, it had been a long time since anyone had brought that kind of money into his
establishment -- the nobles didn't come out to the wastes any longer you see.

"I can't make change for that."
"I know, the soup please sir."

In addition to the soup, the bartender brought a mug of ale and some bread from that morning. It ate with
care, each morsel considered before disappearing soundlessly into the dark maw of where the rags
ended around where in most folk would be the head. It did not spill so much as a single crumb.
"Thank you, sir. Would you hear out a pilgrim's request, sir?"
The bartender didn't feel as though he had much choice in the matter.

"I should tell you first that the legends of the wastes are true, and that the holy things I go to on this
pilgrimage are not places -- but people, children. Your youngest is one such holy thing. There is a chance
to ensure that which will awake does not take the world, but that which is holy must unite. I know this is
sudden, but I hope that you will allow me to help your child prepare for destiny."

It was strange, the bartender felt as though this should be threatening. Yet it did not feel that way at all.
He could feel himself assenting. Before even realizing what he was doing he was calling out to the child.
The bartender was assured that the child would be cared for, that all would be seen to.

None questioned this decision, and with time the thoughts of the young child would fade. But, while
memories fade existence did not. The child and pilgrim make their way south, towards the heart of a
small kingdom.

As they set off the pilgrim leans over to the child, "Hello little one, what is your name?"

>Who are you?
This is a fantasy setting, pick race and name.

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Welcome to Zeldaquest! You're pretty much an amnesiac fuck who's around 15-7. You got no clothes on, it's gross, and you only know your own name. Guess we'll find out where that shit lands!

(The story is going to be similar to Breath of The Wild's, albeit with differences in how it plays out)

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Your name is shitler and you were drawn by a sad pathetic teenager what will you do?

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Whatever your reasons, you are a homeless vagrant currently passing through a small midwestern town of no particular note.

In your search for a roof to put over your head, you've discovered and holed up in an abandoned Blockbuster. One light fixture still sort of gives off enough light to see at night, and it beats trying your chances outside.

What do you do?

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You are a tasty lil' morsel just brought in a big, scary world that seems to care little for you.

It's full of possibilities, but ideally you should be concerned with not dying at the moment.

What do you do?

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It’s raining, and the pitter-patter on your windows is noisy.

You stare at your fridge, wondering what are you doing awake at 4 AM. Wearily, you close your eyes and feel the chilly air waft out to blast you in the face. Your arms and legs ache too much to fall asleep.

You’re hungry too.

This is terrible.

Everything is terrible.

Grabbing a carton of milk, you decide the best way to tide over the crushing pressure of existence within this limbo state is with cereal during the dead of night, particularly one that consists of dehydrated marshmallows that you exclusively—almost, actually—choose to pour into a bowl.

Kaori’s still sleeping—check.

Spoon—check.

Mouth—check.

You open your mouth, allowing yourself to surrender to yet another meal that you should not be having after today. Yesterday? It doesn’t matter. You pause in the middle of a mouthful. A noise from your balcony.

...It must be raining sideways.

Slowly, you resume your idle munching. You’ve made a mistake. There should’ve been more cereal with that one. The next one will strike the perfect balance. You raise it, staring intently. Yes... the ratio of marshmallow to cereal is spot on, golden, absolutely flawless... but the milk is off. Carefully, you rock the spoon back and forth, slowly and watchfully draining cow juice.

You give pause as you reconsider what you’re doing.

Without warning, the window to your balcony slides open and your class president steps inside, spottily soaked.

Kururi awkwardly looks around, her gaze drifting from the floor to the walls and then you. “H... Hi.”

Welp, this is it, you’ve lost your mind. You’re starting to see things now.

She stares at you.[/b ]
>You’re busy. Cereal comes first.
>She needs to go away. Like, right now.
>Offer a bowl. It’s only polite.
>If you don’t move, she can’t see you. That’s how it works, right?
>Call the police.
>Write-in.

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>>Previous threads

http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?searchall=Dragonball+quest

>>Writeup Pastebin

http://pastebin.com/nzPARvE8

>>Information

This quest, as the title suggests, takes place in the world of Dragon Ball. You're playing as a twenty-seven year old man named Tofoo, and will adventure through the story of the Dragonball series alongside characters such as Goku, Yamcha, Bulma, Tien, and many others. Through your actions, you can make significant changes to the story, and perhaps even become the strongest fighter on Earth.

>Rules

At the end of each update you'll have ten minutes to vote on options. Write-ins are allowed, but I do reserve the right to veto them.

In the event of a draw, the option to receive the next vote wins

Rolls will be used on certain occasions, such as attempting a technique for the first time or attempting something extremely difficult. You will have three rolls, and if one succeeds, you succeed. There are no crits.

Rolls are made AFTER an option wins, not during the voting process

I hope everyone has fun.

>>Current Saga

Cooler's Revenge

>>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9og62dL9P-8

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Previously... Miho Tsukada, the one true Heavenly Child, led her colleagues into battle against their first Tyrant class Intruder. Despite being scattered and disorientated, the beleaguered girls came together to defeat their enemy. A definite victory, but many questions remain. Deep within the Necropolis, a great seal waits to be opened – what lies behind it, deep within the Umbra? What role will the Sentinels play in this coming drama? And, more importantly, will Ayane ever settle down with a good man?

>Twitter: https://twitter.com/MolochQM
>Previous thread: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Heavenly%20Child%20Quest

While you could never say that the storm passes without incident – there's a lot of noise and fuss, along with a few days of almost apocalyptic weather – the damage is all entirely mundane in nature. Common drama and human interest stories aplenty, but nothing that indicates Intruder activity. No mysterious disappearances, no unexplained deaths. A new Idol takes the music world by storm, but that's not the sort of crime that you can do anything about.

No matter how much you might wish otherwise.

As suddenly as it arrived, the storm was swept out again, leaving the people of Ark City to shake off the trauma and get back to work. Salarymen went back to working for their corporate owners, while students went back to their regularly scheduled classes. You were no different, studying by day and working by night.

Although your “work” is rather special, even by Ark City's distorted standards.

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This quest takes place in a hyper-streamlined version of the DC Universe, where all your favorite iconic heroes, villains, vigilantes and vagabonds reside. Because of the incredibly complex nature of DC’s existing collective Intellectual Properties, this universe is a neutral, baseline interpretation. This means explicit redundancies, clone characters and multiverse shenanigans will be removed almost altogether.

You will be playing as Rick Regal, a 16 year old high school sophomore who has just moved to Central City with his father after his choosing to relocate for work. Rick’s path down the road to heroism, villainous conquest or burger flipping normiedom is entirely up to you.

>Rules

You will be given prompts to vote over Rick’s actions and decisions in order to influence his path, and particularly challenging actions will require dice rolls and a collective mental capacity superior to that of a rock. Write-Ins are allowed and encouraged, but I am not obligated to use them.

Voting lasts until 10 minutes after initial prompting. Whatever gets the most votes goes forward. After rolls are prompted, only the first three will be counted.

>Dice
1d100, Difficulty Checks intentionally obscured.

No successes results in failure, one success results in a minor positive outcome, two successes result in a major positive outcome, and three successes make you feel warm and fuzzy inside. There are no critical successes, but critical failures result in a removal of a success.

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Greetings, Sophonts of Varying Origins! This is the Planet Mercenary RPG Game Thread.
Planet Mercenary is a new d6 based RPG from Schlock Mercenary!
Players are Officers of a Mercenary Company, living, dying, and managing Mayhem, while leading their Fireteams to glory and riches, under the gentle, guiding hand of the Game Chief.
The simple system is designed for fast play and improvisation. Players can choose to go in guns blazing, sneak around, or even level an objective from orbit, just so long as you build your Reputation and get paid (Hopefully TWICE).
Pastebin with previous thread(s), Company info, and current story:
https://pastebin.com/gt4Zm49L