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Some resources: https://mega.nz/#F!rFIDxRRK!IEzkLlroRoPwmDqtxKRMsw

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Dice system: rolls are all d10's. 8, 9, and 10 are successes. Unless stated otherwise on the sheet, 10's and only 10's explode into additional dice.

Chapter 10: >>1356398

Your name is Mary Freedman, and you're 13 years old. You live with your Uncle Terry in a nice neighborhood in Portland! You didn't used to live here, though. You used to live... on a farm, you think. But then you fell down a well, and a bunch of bad things you don't like to think about or talk about, EVER, happened, and now you're here! You're something called a Darkling, apparently: a magical fairy of the night! You have long hair and skin that's mostly pale but also this kind of funny purple-green color, like your eyes and hair. You have eyes carved into your skin and teeth. But that's not how you look to everyone else who isn't a fairy like you. To them, you just look like a short, slight teenage girl.

It's July 5, 1977, which makes it an important day for you, because you're going back to school! Even though it's summer, which doesn't strike you as very fair. But who cares! It's 8:30 AM right now, and you're in the back of Uncle Terry's pickup in front of the school.

"Aight, here we are, Spooky. First day of school. Ya got the sandwich I made?"

"Yes, Uncle Terry."

"Good. Now... stay out of trouble and sh-stuff, you hear? I gotta work tonight, so take the bus back: I left the money in the box with your sandwich."

"Thanks, Terry." You lean forward and hug him a bit: you don't like touching people that much, but Uncle Terry feels warm and safe with all his fur.

"Just be good, alright?" Terry claps one of his big hands on your back. You get your backpack full of school supplies out of the back seat and climb down onto the sidewalk. You head towards the large double doors and into Sunrise High.

The homeroom you're supposed to be in for the first day is almost empty, except for two brown-haired kids around your age. One of them's a boy wearing a flannel shirt and a baseball cap that says "HAVE FUN AT BORING" on it. He's got a notebook out and is looking around the room, writing things own. The other one's got long, messy hair and is wearing a pink blouse and dress decorated with seashell patterns. She's asleep face-down on her notebook, snoring like a freight train.

>Say hi to the boy.

>Say hi to the girl.

>Sit down and start reading.

>Walk around the school for a bit.

>Write-In
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>>1371192
>Say hi to the boy
We don't want to disturb the girls sleep
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>>1371192
>>Walk around the school for a bit.
Let's explore first
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>>1371192
>>Walk around the school for a bit.

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You are Dexter Morgan, Serial Killer and familly man extraordinare. You have one job: Solve crimes and not get caught in your own.

How can you maneuver in Miami to escape your colleagues? Well, that's up to you
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It's a sunny Miami morning, you lie in your apartment, but need to go to work soon. The stiffy rising up at the mere thought of killing someone is now gone and you can start the day:

>What do you do?
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I keep that boner down by eating a raw onion, gotta save that virility for the murder. The onion also acts as my breakfast
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>>1371117
Good you are now full on the hunger meter, but your breath smells bad

>What do now?
(Also change your name to Dexter)

This quest will be in the style of the classic text adventure games of old. Moving will require commands like
>North
>Northeast
And performing actions will require commands.
>Look at ____
>Use ___ on ___
Most highly supported option wins. Have fun.

You open your eyes, the intense heat instantly drying your lips and withering your throat. Every blink is painful as you sit up and look around, you find yourself on a raised pillar, a small fire burns in the center and you lie on the southern end.

You are shocked by this place, the endless orange sky and low hanging brown clouds broken only by the tops of other pillars with similar fires. You can see figures vaguely humanoid wandering around on the tops.

You are at the Southern end of the pillar. There is a fire to the north. There are some insects on the ground around you. You are thirsty. You are tired.

>Awaiting command...
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>>1375446
>Kill Self
>Wake up
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>>1375446
>>1378932
Supporting this.
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>>1378932
Nah chill

>>1375446
>Look down edge of cliff

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Welcome anons, to the Great Domain. I am the Librarian Virgil. Today, I'll be guiding you through the stories of honor, ambition, romance, & tragedy of the 3rd Millennium.

Now then, before we begin, a simple question. The object of power is;

>For Ambition
>For Justice
>To Protect
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>>1371157
To Protect
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>>1371157
>>For Ambition
We are playing moralfag mcs far too often.
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>>1371157
For ambition

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Far off, nestled in an otherwise small Japanese town lies the Dark Gate Academy. An institution of tremendous size, the Academy holds a long kept secret. Unknown to the outside world, this unseemly town is home to a tear in our reality. A gate between our world and a bizarre dimension known as the Darkworld. The inhabitants of this hellish world breach this gate and attempt to flood into our reality and spread throughout the world on a regular basis. However, the Dark Gate Academy is home to students of truly extraordinary abilities. The ability to sense the presence of these evil Darkworld creatures, and defeat them in combat, sending them back through the gate.

They cannot close the rift between our world and the Darkworld, but the students and staff of Dark Gate Academy have dedicated their lives to using their amazing powers to hold back the darkness that plagues our world, even if it costs them their lives. They have risen up to the challenge and in secret have become great heroic defenders of the world as we know it.

For many years, Dark Gate Academy has held back the forces of the Darkworld, kept this unspeakable evil contained within their walls. But a dark cloud approaches, and times are about to change. A new chapter in the tale of Dark Gate Academy is about to begin.

>Previously on Dark Gate Academy...
The battle against Tsuki raged on, bringing you to the domed in Raibaru City.
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“The fight's really raging outside.”

Yami's words pierce into Tsuki as he continues to focus on his preparations. The Eclipse will be complete soon, and soon he and Taiyo shall become one again... returned to his true form.

“Hey, you listening to me?”

“Shut up,” Tsuki spits. “I don't care what those fools are doing outside... they don't stand a chance regardless.”

“Huh...” Yami mutters, as he stares out the window into the city below. Closed inside Tsuki's dome, the sky above appears purple and wavy. No stars to be seen... all but a partial Eclipse hangs above. “I don't know, those people are pretty strong... I remember facing them before. They fight like Archdemons, but...”

“Remain focused,” Tsuki replies, adjusting the solidified stone of his other half and greatest rival. “I didn't release you from your prison to stand and ask pathetic questions.”

Yami wags a finger in front of Tsuki's face. “Hey, don't forget that you and I have a deal, buddy! I help you with this junk... and you make sure that she's safe.”

“Who?”

“Etsuko,” Yami replies. “I'll happily mow anyone else down for you... but she needs to live.”

Tsuki shakes his head. “Yes, yes, whatever... I honestly have no earthly idea why you let your host speak on your behalf, Darkness. So emotional, so human...”

“Humans aren't as bloodthirsty as me,” Yami replies. “At least, that's what I've been told. Deep down, I've always been a demon.”

“With a heart of gold, I'm sure!” Tsuki mockingly replies. “Despite all your murder and rampage, you select one useless woman to show kindness to. I hope you don't think that makes you a good person? That it redeems you? Humans can be so deluded... my host was empty by the time I took over. A victim of war, of poverty... suffered through so much hardship, they had no will left. I came in, and I was given full control.”

“What a shitty way to go,” Yami remarks.

Tsuki chuckles. “Yes, and as cruel as that may make me seem, Taiyo... the glorious beacon of morality himself, did the very same. What does that tell you?”

“I don't care,” Yami shrugs. “I don't give a crap about this rock or your grudge with it.”

Tsuki smirks. “Fair... I can only expect you to-GAH!”

Yami tilts his head as Tsuki clutches his in pain. “Something wrong, boss?”

“No... no,” Tsuki replies. “Nothing important... my daughter was simply killed.”

“Damn, sorry...”
“No matter,” Tsuki shrugs it off. “I can create another. However, it does mean I'm running low on forces. Darkness?”

“Yeah, boss?”

“I think it's time you went out there... and killed them all.”

“Sure thing.”
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>Meanwhile

“So... here we are.”

“Are you nervous?” Saki asks, standing readily by your side.

You nod, standing before the massive dome of strange, deep purple energy surrounding it. Inside lies Tsuki, Yami and the Demon Hunters battling them. Within lies a major threat to the entire world... one that you have to stop. “Gotta admit it, Sak... I am a little. I mean... this guy is far stronger than anyone we've ever faced. Even the master delinquent fearless leader of this group can get a little intimidated.”

“Hey! I'm the leader!” Saki replies with a smile.

Hey, at least you can fight!” Stranger explains. “The Power Stone is fully charged, you'll be able to draw on my power... when the time is right, at least.

Hmm...” Nina mumbles.

“Worried about something?”

Nina pauses. “I suppose I am, Ryoji. You've never used that stone while I've been here. Will... it affect me in any way?

It might,” Stranger replies. “It's my power that's keeping you hear, and if that gets a boost... something will happen, but I don't know what.

Good or bad?

I just said, I don't know.

That's reassuring...

Saki stares at the dome as she readies her lance. “As soon as we step through here... the battle begins, Ryoji. Um... if we don't make it out of this-”

“Stop that,” you mutter. “Come on, Sak. Don't do the if we don't make it out of this routine... we're gonna be fine. We're gonna beat this guy like we've beaten all the other guys, we're gonna go home, and we're gonna have a nice dinner with my parents.”

“Well, aren't you just jinxing it by saying that?” Saki smirks.

You chuckle. “Let's not go down that rabbit hole... I love you, Sak. I know we can do this.”

Saki nods. “The others will be here soon. When they arrive, we're going in. We need all the numbers we can get.”

Just as she says that, a figure appears before you, the first of the reinforcements that Hoshi is shipping over to the location of your final fight. A young boy wielding a samurai sword, already looking like he just got out of a tough fight.

“Hey...” Kazuma mutters, staring at the dome. “So... Tsuki's in there, huh?”

>Yep. You ready to go, kouhai?
>Get outta here, kouhai. You're can't fight this one.
>Rough night, huh? I know that feeling.
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>>1377716
>Yep. You ready to go, kouhai?
Fuck sake Ryoji, throw away the flags.

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Welcome to Rootspread quest! What is Rootspread? Well I don't want to go into too much detail just yet so let me ask you a question,

Were you a Sega Kid?
or
Were you a Nintendo Kid?
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>>1376422
My parents wouldn't buy me a game console so I can only say Flash.
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>>1376422

I like to play on my Dantendo Gashacube
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>>1376422
I wish Nintendo would stop making those shitty Mario Blast games and focus on the real audience instead of kids who are probably playing CoD

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>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R8U0kPfAWp8
>http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/1348324/
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Greetings.

Our quarry has been tracked to a local hotel known as the Core. Since we know Father Meloch is armed and dangerous, we're going in after him, both as a courtesy and because leaving him for the local government forces would be way out of their somewhat beleaguered paygrade.

The hotel has 6 floors and we don't know which one our target is in. We'll be going in through the roof (BELLEPHERON) and through the ground floor (HERACLES).

Our job is simple. Find Meloch, apprehend him, and close the case. Then we're done here and can pull out before anyone is the wiser.
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As usual, we're not expecting heavy resistance but we didn't either last time and it pays to recall how that all went down.

Father Meloch is a cornered thaumatheurge, and he most likely has a few terrible tricks up his sleeve. Grab when you see him and don't give hime time to work up some sort of final play.
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To help with that we've got foam grenades, rubber rounds and a few other tricks availabe from the special order catalogue.

Remember that is a hotel on the outskirts of a city. While the clientelle likely aren't exacty the movers and shakers, we don't need to fill out more paperwork than is absolutely neccessary and civilians in the crossfire never looks good. I don't want more bodybags coming home than there needs to, people.

It is possible that Meloch and his goons have inserted themselves among the hotel staff and guests. Look for anyone twitchy, with tattoos and a bad haircut - and anyone going for their guns. There's a fine line between due care and digging a new grave.

To re-iterate:

Get Father Meloch - preferably alive
Avoid civilial casualties
Avoid undue collateral. Our insurance don't cover full-scale interior remodelling.

If you see anything else of note, call it in and we'll proceed from there.
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If we do have to light the local hotel on fire, then I trust that you made the neccessary call.

That'll make operating in this area lot harder going forward, but let's not pretend that the guy we're going in after /isn't/ a marginally suicidal entropist with a hankering for communing with the eldritch beyond.

Get him quick, get him clean and everything will shake out fine.

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You now how this works, most votes for race/place wins
Starts in about two hours
>plz don't pic something boring
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>>1371398
Insects in a Jungle?
I don't know if that's boring but I wanna play a fast multiplying race
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>>1371424
Basically, boring are the mundane races like humans and elves, and also the super-non-mundane races, like angels and demons.
Its hard to write a civ about those
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>>1371398
Vampires, Mana wastes

other than that something with minotaurs maybe

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20 miles East of Yuma, AZ
198X
5 years after the End


Previous threads:
https://yuki.la/qst/64847
https://yuki.la/qst/97652
https://yuki.la/qst/118496
https://yuki.la/qst/194018
https://yuki.la/qst/211292
https://yuki.la/qst/236283
https://yuki.la/qst/259404
https://yuki.la/qst/328502
https://4archive.org/board/qst/thread/554998
(Last one might give your computer AIDS, tread carefully. Not much happened except Hank killed some dudes and blew a guy's jaw off)
Also you're gonna be Zoe instead of Hank for a little while

You are 28 year old Zoe Devereaux: mercenary, tow truck driver and pretty much while trash punk Brienne of Tarth with a Browning Automatic Rifle. You've been working for Jim Langtry for a couple weeks, first doing towing and recovery then filling in for his partner Hank Dalton while he got his El Camino fixed. Job's been simple enough so far. Escort big rigs across the desert in your '73 Duster, run interference if anyone follows too close, shoot em fulla holes if they don't back off. Occasionally some towing or recovery work. You've known Jim for a while but you'd never met Hank until today. You'd seen some shit before, splattered more than your share of road pirates up and down the highways. But until today you'd never seen a man get scalped. Or puke up spiders. Or turn into a fucking mountain lion. You can't understand, don't even want to understand the sheer nightmarish wrongness you've seen today. But you know who's behind it: some creepy redskin witch doctors called Skinwalkers and their pet monster the Wendigo. This isn't just a job anymore, as you're pretty sure if you fail to wipe these fuckers out before sundown there'll be nobody in Yuma left to see tomorrow's sunrise.
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No wind blows on the desolate hill by I-8, yet some force is making the plume of noxious smoke to the east writhe and jitter like a dying snake. No sound but the still dull roar of road pirate vehicles approaching from the east. Down on the road below you a jawless man begins to stir amid the wreckage and corpses. He pushes himself up into a sitting position with road-rashed arms, tentatively touches what's left of his face, and begins to scream.

"Shit!" Hank shoulders his borrowed M14 and puts a round right through the middle of the man's cranium, ending the awful gurgling cries for good. "We gotta get the fuck off this hill," he says.

"No shit, kemosabe." says Chief. "Feels like we've been here for months."

"So what's the plan?" you ask helpfully, sincerely hoping there is one.
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"Figure someone's gotta go get the Blazer while the rest of us keep the road pirates busy," says Hank. "I'd volunteer, but..." He looks down to his injured left leg. There's some fresh blood seeping through the bandage.

"What," says Jim, "Them couple o' Daisy air rifle pellets still hurtin' your leg?

Hank chuckles despite himself. "Shit yeah man, one of em almost broke the skin." He tosses the Blazer's keys to Jim, who catches them with a grin.

"I'm faster'n you on your best day anyway. C'mon Zoe!"

Jim runs ahead for a bit, hurtling rocks and divots in the earth, then slows his pace as the path gets a bit more treacherous, allowing you to catch up. You begin to hear gunshots behind you, but you figure the others are fine as long as you hear the chatter of Garcia's M60.

Soon you're off that cursed hill and halfway up the next one, the Blazer at the top is a welcoming sight.

"Man," says Jim, "I sure hope Hawkins is all right. I can't imagine how that'd feel, horkin' up tarantulas."

You grimace. "Probably be scorpions with your luck."

"Blech!" Jim exclaims in disgust. "Don't even-"

A burst of automatic fire rings out from down where you left Deputy Hawkins with the other vehicles. Sounds like Hawkins's little cut down .223 popgun.

A) Go help Hank and the others
B) Check on Hawkins
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>Go check on Hawkins
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>A) Go help Hank and the others
Glad you're back, NT.

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You are not Jadyk of the Wormstar. You are Nekris of the Predator Order, first of your kind and Arc-Thief. Reconstructed from the chitin of a Pirate Captain you have proven your worth many times over in service of the Armada. Your eyes have beheld wonders that no other member of the Armada has witnessed, treading on alien worlds and searching for the treasures of the galaxy to bring before your creator.

Powerful storms roiled beneath you as you stood on the deck of a netu clan vessel looking down at the gas giant you floated over. Captain Vorlam was standing next to you with her helm unsealed, the upper atmosphere chilled but breathable to the netu. You wondered if she suspected your origin as a Captain much like her, your own bodyplan a reflection of Kroturs, but she hadn't mentioned it. Instead the netu spoke animatedly about the recent sightings of the Zaeen creatures within the system.

"What I figure is something in their hide passively blocks scanning, maybe evolved to shield from cosmic radiation?" the Captain was talking mostly to herself as her ship drifted and searched the storms below for the targets of their hunt, "Either way, means we gotta rely on good ol' eyesight or sonar if they're here in an atmosphere but the storms aren't much help with either of those methods."

"What about bait?" You ask and the netu gives a laugh.

"One of the first rules of hunting, of course. Don't worry, we got some bait we'll deploy once we confirm which of these damned giants they're hiding in," she said while motioning to the horizon where stormbanks the size of continents loomed.

Pirate shuttles and Coffins patrolled as the rest of the fleet waited in orbit above, your own boarding cruiser bristling with harpoon mounts drifting nearby to the Pirate vessel. You gazed down into the storms and leaned against a railing, your supernaturally keen gaze looking down into the churning darkness below. Vorlam continued to theorize about the Zaeen, your time traveling with the netu leading to discover that she considered herself something of a naturalist and adventurer, wanting to see and discover as many lifeforms as she could in her life.

You were almost ignoring her rambling when kilometers below you think you saw movement as something large twists through a cloudbank. Four eyes twitch and search through the clouds and a moment later you saw another presence disturbing the natural flow of the clouds.

Vorlam seemed to notice your sudden intensity and she gazes down into the storm next to you, "What do you see?"

"Our prey," you say with finality as a shadow the size of a frigate and a flash of armored plates briefly flash through a break in the clouds below. A moment later as shuttles and Coffins swoop in, the presences descend deeper into the storms past the range of the smaller craft.

With a signal to the ships above and returning to your own vessel the hunt begins.
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>>1369205
Welcome back to Death Among the Stars Quest!

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Stockpile:
>30,600,000B
>96,100,000M

(Biomass stat + structures) * 500 * dev score + modifiers = Biomass income total
(Metal stat + structures) * 400 * dev score + modifiers = Metal income total

Income:
>8,875,000B
>19,480,000M

Horizon's Drop
>60B (60 + 40) * 500 * (35 + 40) = 3,750,000B Daily
>60M (60 + 40) * 400 * (35 + 40) = 3,000,000M Daily
>35% Developed
Structures:
>Biomass Farms: 30B
>Mining Facilities: 40M
>4 Wormstar Fingers: +40D
>Vampire Vine: 10B

The Bastion system

Rukor:
>80B (80 + 40) * 500 * (10 + 10) = 1,200,000B
>10M (No Mining Presence)
>10% Developed
Structures:
>Coral Farms: 30B
>1 Wormstar Finger: +10D
>Vampire Vine: 10B

Bastion
>30B (30 + 30) * 500 * (15 + 20) = 1,050,000B
>90M (No mining presence) + 250,000M
>15% Developed by Armada
Structures:
>Volcanic Farms: 30B
Modifier:
>Obsidianborn Tributes: +250,000M
>2 Wormstar Fingers: +20D

Protoplanet
>0B
>70M (70 + 40) * 400 * 75 + 450K = 3,750,000M
>75% Developed
Structures:
>Mining Facilities: 40M
Modifiers:
>Asteroid Belt: +450,000M

Bastions sister moon
>0B
>90M (90 + 40) * 400 * 40 = 2,080,000M
>40% Developed
Structures
>Mining Facitilites: 40M

Asteroid Belt: Gives 450K extra Metal to nearest planet (Protoplanet)
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Urdir System:

Rocky Planet(s) x3 (A lot of the Armada's mining efforts have become focused here)
>0B
>50M (50 + 40) * 400 * 35 * 3 = 3,780,000M
>35% Developed
Structures:
>Mining Facilities: 40M

Ice planet
>70B (70 + 30) * 500 * 35 = 1,750,000B
>0M
>35% Developed
Structures:
>Biomass Farms: 30B

Andai System:

Clour
>15B (15 + 30) * 500 * (40 + 10) = 1,125,000B
>70M (70 + 40) * 400 * (40 + 10) = 2,200,000M
>40% Developed
Structures:
>Mining Facilities: 40M
>Biomass Farms: 30B
>Space Elevator + Station 88: 10 Development

B'Nan System:

Kanda
>5B
>90M (90 + 40) * 400 * 85 = 4,420,000
>85% Developed
Structures:
>Mining Facilities: 40M
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Remember men, we need at least one of these guys alive for study,genetic sampling(to preserve genome for later testing and use), and for eventual reconstruction.

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>>1377681
Uhhhuuuuu is this a game ?

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OH SHIT NIGGER you are Ogi - daughter of the Chief of Police. Pilot of a standard Police Mech that you named Sidorovich.

Currently you're on case involving taking down the city's largest criminal organization. You've just foiled their latest weapon smuggling deal down at the docks. Now you only have to make your way back to the station to interrogate the arrested suspects.

Previous threads:
http://pastebin.com/sR3G3F2A
https://www.mediafire.com/folder/ici3zlnn9ytyy/ADVENTURES
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Rolled 80 (1d100)

>>1370484
Get a situation update from the other officers.
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Rolled 70 (1d100)

>>1370484
push homing orc rocket fist
punch orc in face
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>>1370493
button*

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“So would you mind telling me again, for the camera, exactly what this interview is about?”, the voice asked.

“Well, I--I wanted to just record some things that were happening to me, for posterity, and...”, I paused to clear my throat, “and in case some shit went down.”

I sighed and suppressed a yawn. Working and finding the time to Jump took up so many hours that it was hard to find time to rest. Not to mention the jet-lag.

“I don't know if I'm going to make it back from my next, uh, trip a--”

“To the point please! I only have about twenty minutes here.”, the interviewer snapped.

“Alright, alright.”, I took a deep breath, “The easiest way to say this is that I, and a few others I know, have discovered that we possess the ability to, uh, travel – we call it Jumping – to other worlds.”

The cameraman scoffed, “Is this the best you got for a human interest story, Jeff?”

“Hey, I'm getting paid and so are you, so save the jokes for later.”, Jeff rebuked the man then turned back towards me, “Alright, alright. So a BOLD claim, to say the least. Do you wanna give us some evidence or maybe explain some more?”

>Attempt to conjure ball of light DC10
>Jump out (Will drastically change narrative) Roll 1d6 for resulting world
>Talk about your first Jump
>Explain the recent shit that went down
>Write in
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>>1369830
>Talk about your first Jump
If we're recording everything for posterity, it'd be best to start from the start, and not with the things that will cause the interviewers to flip their shit.
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>>1369830
>Talk about your first Jump
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>>1369838
>>1369884

“Well alright, I'm afraid I might be a little long-winded with it, but how about I tell you about my first Jump?”, I scratched my head and continued, “I was running errands a while ago, I guess it was a couple of months now, when I ran into an old aquaintance of mine. We'll call him Carl. He was walking down the street in the middle of the day so I thought I'd stop and see what was up. He said he was fine but I still offered him a ride.”

The camera man yawned loudly, in turn forcing me to yawn. I cleared my throat and took a drink from the glass sitting in front of me and, rolling my eyes, I continued,
“Anyways, Carl was in good spirits, still just as quick to crack an off color joke as he always was, so I kind of forgot about asking him what he was doing. He had me drive him back to his house a little ways out of town as soon as I finished a few small errands. We pulled up into his driveway and when I saw his car there I was struck with curiosity.”

Jeff's eyebrow rose ever so slightly upon hearing this, “Oh?”

“Yeah, I know right?”, I cracked before continuing, “So I ask him, straight out, what the hell he was doing. Carl was always a very... Frank kind of guy, so he just started talking about, well, about how he could travel to other worlds and he'd been on another planet for the past day and that's why he was walking home and, well, a bunch of shit I almost immediately wrote off. At this point I'm sure he noticed that I was more than a little weirded out, so he asked me to humor him for a moment; he would demonstrate and then I'd owe him lunch for his troubles.”

The cameraman coughed, “Got about twelve minutes left, on my watch.”

(Con't)

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Call a faction. This map has tons of rules, so I will post it separately so the file fits.
We're doing 15 mups today then 1 each day.
I will try to accommodate people for their faction choices. Tribes have limited starts and each has different abilities.
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>>1368271
accompanying rules.
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>>1368271
Mecklenburg
Red
Start on the east of the fur in northern germoney
I'll put my shit in after i read the rules
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>>1368271
Black
Nile Tribe
In the middle of the nile tribe region
Siglandia

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You are Kusajishi Riku, Captain of the Seireitei's Ninth Division, and the blue sash you have long worn at your waist is more than a simple fashion statement. It's also a reminder of your commitment to a certain set of very old ideals which especially to a shinigami still hold relevance. Leaving the Gotei 13 has never been an option in your mind even after becoming part-hollow due to Aizen's experiments, and you have always sought first and foremost to honor your responsibilities towards others regardless of your own personal situation. Personal wealth and prestige you have never needed aside from keeping yourself properly fed, and indeed you hardly have enough personal property to appoint a single room in your home. Most importantly you have never raised your sword solely for your own sake... only in cases where your duty to do so was clear in your mind.

Though you don't often reflect on it, you suppose that this is mental framework within which you've made all of your major decisions for the last hundred and thirty years. You could also suppose that it also contributes to the fury you sometimes feel towards Hyōsube Ichibē for continually plotting your undoing for the simple fact that your zanpakuto is essentially a shintai, the physical home of a goddess.

The mood seems to have changed however, as Ichibē now willingly admits. “Each step of the way was indeed meant to kill you or at least remove you as a threat, however with each failure I learned more about you. It is now my belief, after having seen you resolve the issue with Zaraki, that your power can be harnessed towards our own ends.”

“And now,” he concludes, drawing his oversized brush, “comes the final act, what I had wished would become a confrontation between the two of us. I need to learn what you are capable of in combat.”

“Well I guess you've gotten over questioning my intentions at very least,” you grumble in response, your left thumbnail finding the top of Tenkotsuki's ornate handguard and silently releasing her. Particularly since she's even more offended by the Monk than you are, she seems almost eager to comply. “Welcome to where Ōetsu and Kirio were decades ago.”

“I see even my compliments offend you,” Ichibē sighs. “How unfortunate.”

“Again, it's decades too late for flattery,” you counter.
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“So where do we take this?”

The Monk frowns at you from behind bushy eyebrows. “Take this?”

“I thought you were starting to get what makes me tick,” you sigh. “I'm already bending my own rules a little to fight you at all, so if a single member of the Gotei 13 is injured because of it that's a dealbreaker.”

“If you believe that you cannot adequately control yourself,” Ichibē replies calmly, “then how is this for a suitable arrangement?”

In the blink of an eye your surroundings are obscured behind a rapidly-spinning half-dome of trailing cloth, which gradually reveals that you've moved. And quite far if what you're feeling is any indication, well out into a vast empty district of the Rukongai. Bare-sided hills of varying heights with flat tops, some of which have trees atop them, like some kind of old quarry where the topsoil has all been stripped away for some reason long ago and never regenerated.

“This will do,” you nod sternly. “Out here, no matter what sort of horseshit conceptual powers you have to pull out nobody else will be in the line of fire.”

“Oh, so you know something of my abilities then?”

“A little,” you admit, “something about names. Not terribly helpful in terms of guessing the possible collateral damage if I'm forced to try and respond to such an attack with brute strength.”

At this pronouncement the old Monk chuckles. “And you believe brute strength will work against this Ichimonji of mine?”

“So that's its name,” you muse, eyeing the brush carefully. A brush... it stands to reason its power involves ink in some fashion, though whether it works by forming characters or merely by getting onto something you can't be sure until you've seen him try and use it. Trouble is that you can already see yourself ]stepping on it by mistake if you're not careful, and if all it requires is contact that would be a problem.

“Yes, I believe it's possible,” you conclude, locking eyes with the brush's wielder once more. “Though 'will it happen' is always a different question.”

“Fascinating,” the Monk muses. “I suppose then you must also realize what my strategy must entail, then?”

“Weakening me with conventional attacks until I'm in a position for you to ink me,” you grumble. “Yeah, pretty obvious stuff.”
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“Then let's get started immediately,” Ichibē suggests, raising his brush. You draw Tenkotsuki in response, holding her low in both hands as you try to assess the Monk's stance. Two hands firmly on his weapon, brush head extended outwards towards you on his strong side... not quite like a spear or a naginata, but rather more like a Guan Dao.

He'll probably focus mostly on that end for delivering the final blow, though he also probably wants you to focus your attention on watching for that blow, allowing for kicks and blows from the opposite end of its shaft to connect more easily which in turn would leave you more open to the real blow when it comes.

Probably an effective style, assuming he's at least as good as you are at hakuda. Which just gauging on his reiatsu and his age alone probably is a conservative estimate... this is a man whose existence may well predate that of the Gotei 13 as you know it. Even if he acknowledges you as a talented rookie, compared to such an individual you have to consider yourself the upstart.

>Draw Kobara no Tachi, fight defensively until you can assess his skill more clearly.
>Release Kobara no Tachi, hit hard and aggressively right out of the gate.
>Release Kobara no Tachi, but focus Rosa on regenerative Blut rather than power.
>Use your ice-aligned shunkō early to erode his coordination for later.
>Other?
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>Release Kobara no Tachi, hit hard and aggressively right out of the gate.

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