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> Friday, August 28th, 2015

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Today was the day of Jeep Jockey’s showdown.

The other girls did not let you forget this.

“Remember, Ellie,” Griselda carefully adjusts your collar and your jacket. You stand there as almost every girl in the team fusses over your appearance. “Some boys adore having a girl to support their stupid ideas, some boys like having a girl to direct them around. That’s just how things are most times I guess. I mean, boys are kind of stuffy but… I never thought you’d actually get a boyfriend.”

“Yeah!” Serafina carefully fiddles with your hat. “Genuinely, Ellie! I am happy for you!”

Winona sniffles, wiping the tears from her eyes. “Y-… yeah! I’m happy, Ellie! So happy!”

“Guys.” Everyone quietens down. “Did you ever realize that maybe Jeep Jockey and I aren’t an item?” You are seriously getting sick of this. Just because a girl helps a boy and sometimes goes to his place late at night to help him with things and spends a lot of time with him does not make it a coupling! Besides, Jeep Jockey’s vain, pathetic, boring, stuffy, always complaining about how he’s not good enough at things. That’s no boy. Hmph. You’re not interested in him. Not one bit.

“If you aren’t an item, why are you helping him then?” asks Ingrid.

“Because I-“ You cough, clearing your throat.

“HA, SHE HESITATED!” screams Regina. “IT’S TRUE!”

> “MOTHERFUCKER, I’LL-“ (Take Vacation Day: 3 or maybe 4, i forget)
> “Screw you all, I’m going to work.”
> Other

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I have a question for riskfags here, Im going to host this map today and I dont know what program should I use for mupdates.
I usually host simple map so I used MS paint before but I dont know who to deal with icons on this map

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PURPS
Well, time for some cathartic brutality.

Switching to you two saws, you sidestep a clumsy lunging stab and land a swinging saw right across her shoulder. Me-Gan’s body does seem to recoil slightly from the impact, but there is no blood spatter, no scream of pain, or even flinching from the damage she just received. Ducking low, you bring both saws around and cleave through her ankles like tissue paper.

The lack of screams of pain really make it easier to follow through, so you twirl and carve at Me-Gan, the undead siren unable to even react as you slough flesh away from her body in a bloodless slaughter. You stomp on her ankle and feet that lay discarded as she lies in the corner, leaking some combination of black smoke and black slime. Honestly the beatdown was far too easy, even as you watch what’s left of Me- Gan writhe and stir.

She’s now just a shredded mess of an arm attached to a ragged torso and a pristine head. The bat hair is the only real part of this monstrosity that would point ot her old identity now, and despite the grudge you held coming into this fight... now there is only room for [PITY] inside you. Her hand begins twitching as it tries to pull the rest of her broken corpse towards the sword she wielded.

>[CURIOSITY] Take the sword- why is she so keen to get it?

>[PITY] Burn her. Hopefully that’ll allow her to pass on.

> [CRUELTY] Remove the arms. Let her sit here.

> Write-In

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Hey Boys
Risk Thread

It's been a while since I've done one of these. I might have to mention some rules as we go along since I don't remember all. The most important rules are.

Keep all your bonuses in your tripcode, if they're not there I won't use them
roll with d10000, if you don't I'm going to choose your roll for you
I'm not sober so bear with me

Will post bonus map

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Time for a new quest, first anon here will get to co-opt this with me.

Now for this it'll be a more loose variation of the regular land of rape, murder, and politics. You'll just be a jobber and find yourself going through a number of events. Starting during the reign of the greatest king

Aerys II

So now it's time for a real question, what are you?

>Lowborn, the peasant, the fucker who can't read and will have beastiality jokes thrown left and right

>House, you're a part of a house. Which one? Take a pick.

>Bastard, for this you roll some dice. And you'll be getting a chance to have some different benefits.

So, time for you to pick what you'll be. And give a name of course

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“What is it? Turn on the lights.”

Above and past computer screens, countless knobs, and tiny indicator LEDs whose labels are long faded, through the thick panes of glass that is the ship bridge window, and outwards into the emptiness of space, something is visibly floating your way. The floodlights turn on, pouring light on the layers of steel embedded in ice and rock: a container, of sorts. A worn logo is spray painted onto the side, a white cross underneath two circles of red. You lean forward in your chair.

“Hey, Memo,” you say to your copilot, “You seeing this?”

“It’s hard not to,” she replies, “Should we take it in?”

“I don’t see why the hell not.”

“I’ll get the Deck crew, then.”

As she taps into comms, you check over systems once more. Life support, gunner armaments, communications, engine, navigation, all good. The hull integrity is nigh perfect, food should last everyone another week, and you’ve pulled a large enough pull of minerals to keep your gig going for a couple more rounds. Only one thing left.

On-board Security: Partially Online
_Decontamination Modules: All Online
_Airlock Safety System: All Online
_Security Cameras: Partially Online

“Some of the messdeck cameras aren’t working,” you say.

“Again? I just fixed those, Christ.”

“Getting real sick of this,” you say, “Just one more day. One more day until we get back and I can get this shitcan an upgrade.”

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Several months ago I saw someone post a quest about living an entire life. It was pretty interesting but the guy ended up being one hell of a Mary Sue. Since no one to my knowledge has tried to do something similar to that I figure I might give it a go and see how well it turns out:


You are born on January 1st 1970 in the United States

are you male or female? who are your parents? are they rich,poor or middle class? where specifically do they live? what is your surname? did anything noteworthy happen from ages 0-5?

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This here is a quest for all Star vs The forces of Evil faggots

>You are Anon
>A freshman at Echo Creek High
>You used to be a loser with one friend
>Marco Diaz
>A fellow safe kid
>One day, a magical girl named "Star Butterfly" from some other dimension arrived
>She stole your friend
>Stole all your time with him
>Then punched you in the eye for making a mean joke you heard on 3spenpai
>That same day you found THE BOOK
>Inside was your next, and first friend and she loves you very much.

>Now you've almost died
>Made other friends like Justin Armberg, the school Jock
>Alfonzo, the sperg nerd-lord
>Even got on the good side of the school's harshest teacher
>Again, you almost died to monster from a hole but eh
>Who's counting?
>Now you've wandered to the detention classroom
>It's after school on a Friday
>You're face to plastic fanged face with Janna
>A known troublemaker

>Your arm is horrendous now
>You have a whole weekend ahead of you
>Your whole life of darkness only knows what

What do?

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It's over. The end is near, and you shall be it's Herald. You are one of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, manifested into a physical form, and your only duty is to spread destruction and misery wherever you go. First, you must choose your horseman. (First to three votes shall be chosen)

>Famine, the weakest, yet most subtle horseman. Represents a lack of sustenance, and a slow, painful death. Known to carry a scale for measuring grain, and rides upon a black horse.

>Pestilence, stronger than Famine, yet not as strong as the other two horsemen. Pestilence is a spreader of disease and filth, and brings a horrible plague upon the world. He wears a faded crown, carries a longbow and a quiver of poisonous arrows, and rides atop a white horse.

>War, the most violent of the horsemen. Armed with a greatsword and a hatred of all humanity, War's only purpose is to cause government to collapse, trust to fail, and nations to crumble. War rides atop a red horse.

>Death, the strongest of the horsemen. After stricken by Famine, Pestilence, and War, Death finally comes to take the lives of those who have suffered, and shall bring the end to all those around him. Death is the last thing man sees before his life fades away. Death carries a scythe and rides atop a pale horse.

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You are Lord Cool Guy McAwesome, AKA King Bowser. After escaping your duties as king for a little vacation you found yourself amongst the spotlights and cheers of Glitzville’s very own Glitzpit, and now you are making your way up the ranks of the fighters to dethrone the resident chicken man, Rawk Hawk, and take the champ’s belt for the glory of the Koopa Kingdom! Also so you can knock feather brain down a peg or three again.

As of now your glorious presence is in the main entrance of the Glitzpit, searching for the promoter or something else that could possibly speed up this whole ordeal of fighting this cannon fodder. Their currently is a match going on so no one is around to bask in your evilness, but that might leave you some place to mess with some of those stupid posters of the other ‘fighters’. You could always just forget the posters and look for Jolene, or if you feel charitable enough you could try to find that pink toad that left behind her purse.

“GRAHAHAHA Even funnier the second time!”

>Deface the posters, any poster not of you is a waste of wall space!
>Continue search for Jolene, you want to get to chicken man already.
>Search for that toad girl
>Go back to the minor league lockers and just crush the competition.
>Write in

Feel free to vote now, but the session won't be until 2pm EST at the earliest. Will post current inventory and other shill shit in a bit.

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Rolled 43 (1d100)

>>1381913
You decide to catch up to the grocery girl but this time on your own. You also caused your armor to shift and change completing your new change in appearance. So while the militia were trying and failing to deal with cat as well as bird. You managed to catch up to grocery girl and just 'happened' to be running away too. While sneakily releasing a few nanites...and the rain just so happened to perfectly cover up what few nanites you released after you had given the orders.

Meanwhile the nanites worked their magic you attempted to talk with grocery girl...who appeared to be in quite a hurry as she spoke.

"...You really haven't noticed the operation to deal with the monsters? You should be inside hiding out and kill whatever tries to come in. So get home already I am busy here. No this guy is just a militiaman I found wounded...and am taking with. Couldn't leave him to die or suffer dreadful fate at the hands of the monsters."

With that she ducked down yet another alley...but not before you released some nanites on her. Sadly you did not see bird or cat but you did hear the commotion relating to them.

What do?
>Keep following them
>Try to ambush cat and bird
>Wait for reinforcements to arrive
>Deal with the monsters
>Try to get ahead of them
>Other?

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Dim flickering candlelight illuminates the dry parchment you're reading. You were assigned by your church to come watch over a local nobleman's lands, he accepted your church and requested one of the best Clerics to come and advise him and supervise the construction of a temple.

You never had a taste for nobility, their oetty squabbles over power usually resulted in nothing more than a different hand holding the whip and a few dozen dead men seeking glory defending their lord. You fold the parchment and place it in your satchel that lies open on the table, you remove your pendant given to you by the church. You clasp your hands around the thin chain and begin to pray, who do you pray too?

>The Golden Dragon of the East
>The Immortal Willow
>Aasimar, The Blazing Sun
>Virvain, The Silken Word
>Other

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Last thread >>1374864

I fought the orcs and took control of the little village. Now they accept me as master. I've learned a healing spell that turned out to be good for making meat and we are living off that now.

I've started training the orcs for combat and we've taken over another camp and taken prisoners. I have yet to put them to work.

Just now a man showed up fully clad in armor. He asked me if I was captured by the evil orcs. I told him I'm the king here and he pointed his sword to me saying something about killing anyone associated with orcs. How should I handle this guy?

If he isn't too strong I can take him alive for magic experimenting or have my orcs use him for combat training. He looks like he knows how to fight. Maybe I can talk my way out of this too.

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What happened last time?
You mobilized your people to the mountains due to the threat of the woman in the plains. You stopped at the base of the mountains to the north and explored the surrounding area for any tribes, you came across a lone Kobold girl who took you prisoner to take you to her tribe, on the way there you seduced her and when you met her tribe they arranged a "wedding" ceremony in which you were bound to the girl, then you explained your tribe's way of doing things and the pressing threat to the chief and Rachni who was really sad to hear that she wasn't the only one, then the chief asked you for proof which you gave him the following day with Atrea and one of her people while bringing some gear from the woman's civilization, after that the chief and some other chiefs agree for help and go with you while also getting more help from other chiefs they convince, then you returned to your tribe and went for a walk to think about what you did to poor Rachni, there you met a woman with Green Skin who was performing some kind of ritual, due to her influence you couldn't leave and settled with letting her take you to her home, there she started trusting you and let you interact with her, this is where you stand.

You're seated next to her after sharing a fruit breakfast with her, the warm breeze flowing against you despite snow falling just a few yards away.
What do you do now?
>Write-in

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You are the former United States Navy warship USS HOEL, now returned as a shipgirl and ready to kick Abyssal ass!

It had been a few days since you and Anna had given Woel's phone data to the Captain, who promised to follow up on it. Afterwards, it had been nothing but anxious waiting and silence from the higher ups.

That is, until today. After morning drills, you had received the notice that you were to report to the briefing room later on. Apparently, only a few of the shipgirls received the same notice, meaning this was going to be a small operation. There were only a few things you could think of where the Captain would deliberately limit the size of the shipgirl squadron.

So you were a little more than excited to see what was up, but the briefing wouldn't happen for another hour or two. Anna was out on duty right now. Even though she was just a quick datalink connection away, you didn't really want to disturb her when she was working. She usually got pretty angry at that unless it was a serious emergency.

"So where are going now, Big Sis?" Paz asks with excitement, eager to explore the base more with you.

>Check on Portland and Indy
>Check on San Fran
>Check on Dorsetshire and Repulse
>Check on Haida and Blys.
>Other