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part 123

>>1410517
>OHKO everyone
>simply chokes plot relevant character
Well, I won't say that's a clever plot device.
Anyway,


STARE. BATTLE.

>>1410518
>not wanting your doughnut loving sister to suffer

>>1410372

“Just stay calm,” you whisper to yourself, drawing in a shuddering breath to steady your nerves, “Think, Miho, think... start small.” Biting your lip, you turn the photograph over and check the back for any writing. Names maybe, or dates. Anything could help, but even your lowest expectations were proven to be wildly optimistic. Confronted with nothing but blank paper, you find yourself back to square one. Next, you start to flick through the book itself. Maybe someone left a note in one of the margins, or the owner wrote their name on the inside cover. Again, anything would help.

And this time, your search bears fruit. Up in the top corner of the first blank page, someone left a marking in faded pencil. A single Japanese character, and you're so used to seeing English text that it takes you a while to place it.

Hikari – it translates to “light”, but it's also a woman's given name.

“Was that your name?” you ask the young woman in the photograph, “Are you Hikari?”

There is no answer from the photograph. Well, that's probably for the best. You do get a different kind of answer, however, not the sort you were expecting. Your phone begins to chirp, the sound muffled by your bag. That chirping ring goes a long way towards dragging you back to reality, back from a precipice that you hadn't realised you were approaching. Grabbing your phone, you check the screen and grimace. An unknown number. Blanking the call, you flop back down and groan.

How would the others react, you wonder, if they were in your place? Ayane wouldn't let the matter go – she would chase the truth down, even if took every last bit of strength in her body. Maika, though? Well, she'd probably just pay someone to edit her memories, and-

“Shit!” you blurt out, sitting bolt upright so fast that your bedsprings let out a shrill squeal. What did Maika call it, neurological something or other? Sculpting, that was it, neurological sculpting – as though it was some twisted artistry. Could someone have done that to you, you ask yourself, could you have been the one to request it?

“I don't know which one is worse,” you mutter. If someone did this to you, it's bad – you'd have to ask yourself just who you could trust from now on. If you did this to yourself, though... you'd have to know why. You'd have to know what you were hiding from. Even after the incident, all those lives lost, you didn't try and burn your memories. So then-

That chirp again, mockingly jaunty. The same unknown number as before, distracting you when you need to think. Blanking the call again, you turn your phone off completely and drop it back into your bag.

It's probably not important, and you're not in the mood to take any calls. Not right now.

[2/3]

>>1410373

Taking another deep breath, you step out of your bedroom and wander through the apartment, marvelling at how quickly it can seem like a new and unfamiliar place. The television whispers softly in the background, the sound turned right down low, while your mother stares transfixed into the screen. The news is reporting a storm warning, something expected to arrive in a few weeks. Something else you'll need to worry about.

“Miho?” your mother asks, without looking around at you, “Are you okay?”

Where do you even start, with a question like that? Instead of answering, you make your tentative way over to a plump armchair and collapse down into it, feeling the familiar old chair sag in all the usual places. Risking a glance across at your mother, you wince a little at the sight of her face. Often a strangely colourless woman, now Yui looks worse than ever – faded and beaten down by life. She knows something about this, she has to, but that look on her face is almost enough to make the drop the issue. Almost. Biting down on your lip, you start to ask the first of many questions.

And then the phone rings, the landline this time.

-

“Yes, this is the Tsukada... Wait a... Who?” Yui says quickly, seeming to recover her strength upon picking up the phone, “I see. Miho, it's for you. Did you turn your phone off?” Giving you a flat, unreadable look, your mother passes the phone across to you. Pressing it to your ear, you hear the rush of wind and frantic breathing. City noise hums in the background, barely audible.

“You need to get over here,” Maika Kanzaki announces immediately, before you can say anything, “Now. I'll send the directions to you phone, just as soon as you turn the damn thing on!”

“Wait, wait!” you plead, “What are you talking about?”

“I've got a credible lead on our third party, I'm following them now. They're heading your way, I want you to cut them off,” Maika pauses for a moment, and you hear a louder rush of air. Is she leaping across rooftops? “I can't reach Ayane either,” she adds, her voice taut with exertion, “I'll explain later, but you need to get moving!”

For a brief second, you pause. Out of the corner of your eye, you can see Yui retreating away – to let you talk in privacy, she might say, although you can sense an element of relief in her as well. Then, swallowing hard, you give your answer.

>Alright, I'm coming to help!
>I can't come, I'm in the middle of something right now
>Other

>>1410374
>>Alright, I'm coming to help!
>Mom, I want to know what this photograph is about when I get back!

>>1409350
>Kuze Fujiwara/male

>>1409375
I'm not good at nip names so this

>>1409350
>WANG YANGMING/ male

>>1409236
Fuck. Previous thread: >>1389349

>>1409236
>>1409236
>What did I do? I've been sending everything you want to you. You can't just sack someone without an explanation.

>>1409236
>Show me the damn letter.

>Arithmagender– A numerical gender. it can range from any number/s, positive, negative, decimals, fractions, etc.

3.50

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>>1416169
You identify as a complex gender that can only be numerically described as "3.50."

Now it's time to choose your eye color.

First reply decides.

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>>1416173

Time for martial art.

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It's been several days tracking the Avenger. Since leaving Outpost Morga, you have followed its warp signature across several neighbouring systems. In the meantime, you've managed to mingle with the survivors of Outpost Morga and repair the damage your ship suffered from the Final Battle of Soloman and five centuries of neglect.

You're currently in the Captain's Quarters, spacious enough to be considered a two-level luxurious apartment anywhere else. Summer, the ship's Contender-class Ancillia, is updating you in the study about the condition of the ship.

[Continued]

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USIF MORNINGSTAR
SPINAL WEAPONS :06
-Longinus[Anti-Matter Cannon][2SW]
BROADSIDE TURRETS :38
-Heavy Particle Blasters x4
-Artillery Cannons x8
POINT-DEFENSE TURRETS :14
-Light Laser Cannon x4
-Flak Cannon x5
HANGER SPACE :40
NAVIGATION :00/00
HULL ARMOR :22/34
SHIELD STRENGTH :16/25
-BASIC SHIELDING
LENGTH :7,000m
MAX CREW :5,600
EXTRA ROOMS :30
-Crew Quarters Upgrade
-Officer's Quarters
-Captain Quarters
-Standard Evac Pods
-Standard Infirmary
-Standard Mess Hall+Tavern
-Lounge
-Laboratory
-Ore Processing Facility + Factory Wing[Class I Manufactorum]
-Cargo Space + Engineering Bay
-DigiSec Room
-Arsenal
-Holding Cells
-Aquaculture + Hydroponic Room
-Training Room

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Build Fleet.

>>1412349
Interested, but confused. Do we claim a colour and a starting territory, then go?

>>1412349
I know no one's responded to OP's post in a while but what the hell dice do we use?

>>1408627

“A layman may ignore the distinction, but the term ‘magician’ refers to a student of the arcane. Grimnir is a speaker, as are, I suspect, the others you have described. The powers wielded by a magician and a speaker can be very different indeed.”

Did Elena mention something like that, too? “I don’t see anyone’s mark. That’s because magician magic and Veil-stuff are separate?”

“Correct,” Kay replies with a twinkle in his eye. “Arcane and border matters do not naturally overlap. A speaker is Veil-marked as a byproduct of practising their craft, but there is no equivalent for a magician.”

“You have one.”

Hoh. “I have spent many of my younger years travelling the continent, Miss Baphy,” the old man says. “What you can see is simply the result of one of my stranger encounters.”

He says that he might tell you the story another time.

There’s other stuff to ask and talk about. You stay in the classroom for a while, listening.

The gray-bearded man tells you that the Academy was built for teaching magic, but lots of people have trouble doing anything with a spell without going unconscious. A lot of people come here for other reasons, like Lexy for his artificy. Howard-mancy.

The class you saw was less than thirty people, and he says that’s nearly all the apprentice-level students at the Academy. Also that many of them might stop once they learn the Seeing stuff he was teaching; once they become mystics, but it still takes a lot of practice to do just those spells for long.

Magic sounds hard.


>

[ ] Say something? (What?)
[ ] All good. Onwards.

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Oh. I misnumbered the thread. This is #16

Oops.

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

>>1408627
"Do you know what I am?"

Sinful Knight, Part 1: >>1398923

Where we left off...

"Not really. It's not like your undead soldiers put up a fight worthy of being 'proud' of, more like a hardy pest." You hear an angry grunt. "I would like to see you raise better dead. I spent years perfecting the Raise Dead Formula, and I shall not be insulted by the likes of a meat-headed jock such as you!" Sin snickers as she hears the two of you argue. "You two are cute when you're mad at each other!"

>"Oh please, I perfected raising the dead years ago."

>"I've seen much better undead in my day."

>"Aww, did I hurt your precious feelings?"

>"Whatever, I apologize. Now come on out so we can talk about this like adults."

>Write in

>>1407826
IVE SEEN MUCH BETTER UNDEAD BACK IN MY DAY. WHEN I WAS CHILD I SLEW UNDEAD THRICE AS STRONG AS THIS WITH HAND TIED BEHIND BY BACK AND SKIPPING.
*cue long rambling monolog about how great we are anbd how the undead we used to fight BACK IN OUR DAY was way stronger and better than this

Use the toilet. Check the door's glass window. Check whatever is tied to the barred window.

Try to get out of straight jacket. Seems flimsy

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1/5
>>1414404
This toilet doesn't even work anymore. It's clogged with another girl's hair. You don't remember doing this, but you feel proud.

If anyone is new and doesn't want to read everything, please feel free to ask questions and I'll give you whatever info you want.

>>1407840
Plan an orgy for the hard working orcs, they get first dibs, and every female orc shall become preggers after the festival. We start the party when the sun touches the ground, and the orgy starts at midnight!

Help make up some fun games based around skill and hunting or axe throwing and dance stuff to do.

The prisoners get triple rations to make them stuffed and fall a sleep so its harder to escape, and tiring them out by making them dance.

Call bigs and tell him to pick out 5 other orcs that are smarter and stronger than average. They will form teams of 5 "raid leaders" and have 4 orcs under them per leader. Biggs gets to be "War Captain" and has a raid leader under him so he has 9 orcs under him.

Start ambushing attackers along the path to our village. We ambush them from 2 sides in 2 groups of 5.

Also whats this about a enemy village? When did they pop up? What do they want? How did they know we were here? Ask some of the newer orcs that joined if they know anything.

>>1409262

The nearby village is a town I've been to once that thinks orcs are trouble. We caught some of the guards so they know there's some orcs here causing problems, but they don't know where exactly we are, or how many orcs we are.

My first stop today is the cave. It's ready. I tell Biggs how to split up the groups and that his priority is now to attack the guards and defend our land. He splits up the team like you said. Five raid leaders that he commands leading the group.

Next I talk with the poisoners. I tell them we are going to be having a party today and we want them to have a nice time too so they can get as much food as they want and have a dance. Unfortunately they are still worried I'm trying to fatten them up and with all the work they have been doing they are in no mood to dance. I offer them some time in the bath and they are really happy for that, then they ask me for some time to sleep though so I grant it because I'm so nice...

Finally another group of guards show up. A scout sees them and lets us know there's about 20. Some more "civilian" orcs hide. The percentage of orcs not interested in combat has gone up. Communication takes a lot of time too, but we get around the guards and watch them from the trees. When one of them falls in a pit trap we move in and attack.

The battle was brutal and one sided, but one of the guards got a lucky hit on an orc that I'm told was new. He is dead but everyone else is fine. We have captured 7 guards and cut down the rest. The combat team sets to work taking everyone gear and giving it to the ones that need it.

The battle with the guards cut into our party time, but I think it's for the best. We tired them up and played pin the tail on the living guards. Moral is way up after having to flee our home. The orcs dress up in human clothes and do "human things". They made wooden coins and go around "buying" each other in funny snooty accents. I'm not sure if they know what humans do, but it's a good laugh and everyone is having fun.

My party planner has a surprise for me. I'm not sure how she managed it or how she even knew to get it, but she got me a dirty book. It must be stolen because it's at a quality that orcs couldn't do. I'm really happy about this gift. I don't what to tell anyone, but... it's hard looking at orcs all the time.

(cont.)

You stand before dozens of androids holding all manner of firearms. They are varied in size and style, but all look moderately well taken care of. They don't have any noticeable damage or anything, but none of them look terribly friendly. They say nothing.

>Wait for them to say something
>Greet them
>Attack!
>Run
>Other (write in)

>>1414737
>Greet them
Hi there. We don't like the church very much either.

>>1414737
>Greet them

>Go see Naru.

>>1414449
>Go see Morgan.

>>1414449
>>Go see Morgan.

>>1412386
>Order magi to use earth shake magic and create a narrow path as the only way forward for the orcs.

You're getting slightly better, but again, CONTEXT. Who is our character, a commander of some sort? Is he the good guy or the bad guy? Who is Haradan? Amax? What are Magi? Who is Kimara? Who is Dresdan? Who are these people? Why are they fighting? I don't get it! In quest threads, you don't want to start off with big battles like this, because you'll have to either A) Use a huge wall of expository text that no one will want to read, or B) leave your players in absolute confusion because they are unaware of their ultimate goal, character, and motivation. It's better to start out with a small and easily explained character who is BUILT UP over time to command these battles, because by that point they will understand all these questions, the characters and terms that are thrown out there, and the actual POINT of the narrative.

>>1412386
I like where this is going bro. You can do character development as you progress though so don't worry about it.

>>1412304
Your a teenager in a trenchcoat, and you walked into your highschool with a scowl on your face as you head into the crowded gymnasium. When you walk inside, pull off the hood, and open the trenchcoat, your mp40 in hand, shout. "FUCKING NORMIES!" as the gun is leveled at the speaker and mag dump upon the balding man.

You didn't even roll a d20 you fucking dipshit, but since nobody else is responding...


Bullet time. The camera follows the bullets, getting closer and closer to the balding principal. You can make out details of his face now, and he's smiling.

He bursts into action, jumping and bending matrix-style. When your MP40 only produces the clicking of an empty mag, he says: "I prepared for this you little shit. I knew this day would come since I saw you carrying around that folder with magic cards and MLP drawings. Now get fucked!"

He waves around his arms, his hands start to glow and with a flick of his wrist, a blue ball of cosmic energy speeds towards you. You black out and wake up in a different dimension.


...so this is how you ended up in this situation. Now that we know your backstory, how about you deal with those twelve space ninjas that just dropped from the ceiling?

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>1412320
Luckily, we got contacts. The Space Mafia still owes us a favour from that one time we helped take an important shipment of Happy Powder to the fringes of the galaxy, where the deal with the Psychic Coalition went south.
We send a quick message to The Boss with the micro-chip installed in our brain, telling him that we need backup and a batch of explosives. Enough to level the mothership.
Priming our Vibro-gloves and raising our fists, we get into the traditional "BlackHole Boxing" fighting stance. We'll have to wait until backup gets here.