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You are a twelve year old boy named Masahiro Satou. You have recently graduated from the Ninja Academy by the skin of your teeth. Your family lives a simple life as owners of a barbeque restaurant popular in the Hidden Leaf Village. You’re a prodigy chef, possessing what can only be described as godly cooking abilities in the kitchen. Unfortunately, this has done you no favors with your primary goal of becoming an elite ninja.

You’re kind of a screw up in that regard, really. Before you could actually graduate, every day was a struggle. You lack any sort of innate potential as a fighter and were dead last in your class when it came to actually applying what you’ve learned in school. Sometimes people wonder how they could have possibly turned you into a ninja at your skill level. To them, you say “shrug.” But now that you’ve finally started your career, you’ll have a lot of time to grow as both a person and a warrior. If you want to survive, you need all the help you can get.

For now, you’re in your room, eyes still a bit fuzzy from having just woken up from sleep. You sit up for a second, eyes still half closed as you wait for your vision to clear up. Oh yeah. You have glasses. You yawn while putting your round spectacles on.

Now, what will you do?

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Previously on Reckoning Quest...

The Hearth River runs red, driving Hearthspring into paranoia over ill omens and things that roam in the night. You and your friends have decided to follow the rangers upstream, determined to find answers.

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Following your instincts, you walk closer to the doe’s remains, the pungent stench of decaying flesh and shit baking in the sun for Vaul knows how long getting stronger as you approach. As you get closer you start to see just how infested the corpse is with maggots, fungus and disease. There’s no way you’re going to subject yourself to rooting around that thing with your bare hands and face so close to it, you’ll probably get extremely sick.

You walk back to the edge of the forest where the smell isn’t so bad and grab a stick to help you investigate. This time, before you approach the corpse, you take in a deep breath, holding it for as long as you can. You’re not breathing in, but you can feel the air grow hotter and thicker as you get closer, standing as far away as you possibly can whilst being able to touch it with the stick.

Sam and Theo watch in disgust as you push the skin and fur back with the stick to reveal the mass of squirming maggots underneath. Immediately a cocktail of hot, putrid gas trapped within the corpse hits your face, making your eyes water profusely. You persevere though, forcing the entrails aside with your stick, trying to identify each individual organ through the mess of maggots.

You can only hold your breath for so long, and eventually you can’t stop yourself from exhaling, your body instinctively taking in a deep breath. You gag deeply straight away, taking every drop of your willpower not to vomit. You root around frantically, continuing to push the animal’s innards out. Most of it is too mangled or foreign to recognise, and your knowledge of anatomy isn’t very developed, but you know what you’re looking for, and after fully gutting the animal you know for certain it isn’t there.

(cont)

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There was a tension that fell over Iti'a'Ropku. All Legionnaires had been called to duty and deployed, most of the civilians staying in their homes. Even the osogo pilgrims who stayed in the fields below the city had come up with the ranchers and former colonists to the protection of the fortified city. The docking pylons of the Wormstar Finger platforms were bare of Pirate vessels, the small fleet of visitors departing shortly after Captain Troma had made his own exit from the system following the Solar Arbiters. As much as they enjoyed the festivities and opportunities to be had at the city they had no desire to be in the system when the Ahkam possibly invaded.

Much of the stonestar city lay empty as a large number of the population volunteered to assist in the defenses. Despite not being true Legionnaires, nearly all Stonestar were fighters and warriors in their lifetime. With the Ahkam invasion you came to learn that Necromancer Klikli and several of the other more devout Wormstar worshipers have claimed that this is their opportunity for redemption for their heresy and cause of their banishment. The necromancer themself was deployed on Rukor, fighting in the battlefields against the Ahkam soldiers laying siege against the protected ructu cities.

In the Colosseum the stands held a number of locals who felt more at ease in the company of others rather than secluded in their homes. The parents of young David were among their number watching replays of races and recent events in the arena. The human child was walking with relative ease by that point, the parents coming to rely on the watchful domestic Talon to keep the child within range. The undead seemed to dote on the rapidly growing human, learning to help the parents tend to their needs by feeding and keeping him company, the toddler sized human commonly seen riding the in a carrier on the Talons back through the city. His parents had resumed work on the ranches of the former colony only to become friends and caretakers of the osogo pilgrims.

The three Ahkam serpents had remained on the platform where they had made their fateful proclamation. They watch various holoscreens projected for them by demi-Think Tanks of the battles in the Bastion and Urdir systems. They sat in silence as they see their several of their kin butchered by the Armada and Stonestar, the younger serpents having to look away from the screens several times while Vle'Karak watches in stony silence.

Their attention is drawn away from the screens as they hear footsteps from behind. Twisting around Vle'Karak lets out a satisfied hiss as he spots the pair of epikor approaching them. The epikor twins were clad in Cauldron-forged exoarmors fashioned to evoke the serpents they once served. They come forward to kneel before the Vle'Karak, the pair of epikor speaking in unison, "Vle'Karak, our loyalty has always been to you and you alone. As such, our loyalty is now to the Armada as well, to Death and through it to Eternety."

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Rolled 57 (1d100)

When the aliens to invade came it was no surprise how the big governments ended up. Now its up .to the little guy to resist. To this day many cities are wrecked. Countless are dead as the aliens seemingly commenced with their purge. Maybe they didn't wanna bother with so many people. The only 'safe' place left is camps sponsored by the aliens. Monsters walk the streets now and worse. Gone are the days where there was a proper military to protect the people that wasn't filled to the brim with aliens and traitors.

Gone is the day where governments were made by man for man.

You are in control of a small rebel group resisting the aliens. The only good news these days is that the aliens primary invader forces have since departed. Replaced by occupying alien forces. Only problem is the 'gifts' they left behind. Monsters and plagues that are literally out of this world. Rumors abound of mind controlled zombies and aliens capable of peering into one's very mind.

You aren't sure about those last two but you do know the monsters and plagues are real. After they got done bombing the cites, bases, and other important locations. They dropped plagues down to deal with the of the surviving population. After all why waste bullets and manpower when you can let nature sort out the rest?

Some of those plagues turned people into...things. Terrible things. Them just killing you was a mercy in the end with what could happen instead. Yet even that didn't complete the job in the end.

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GM Note: We had some delays and technical mishaps with the start of the first campaign. We're back in action now and going to jump right in with a re-start. I would like to keep the role play open-ended, as opposed to multiple choice/options based. I will try to incorporate most actions if several are suggested with equal agreement. Let's do this!]

Draven stirs awake as a knock is heard at his door. The tiny metal compartment, serving as Draven's living quarters aboard The Merchant transport ship, rings with a thunderous boom. The security monitor screen lights up beside his bed, offering a panoramic view of the corridor just outside his quarters. A fatigued officer is seen standing at his door, accompanied by two subordinates. The knock pounds again.

Draven studies the monitor beside his bed as he sits up in bed, swings his legs over the side of the bed and stands up. He quickly pulls on a pair of pants laying on the floor at the side of his bed as he walks to the door and opens it while still zipping up his pants. The polyalloy door slides to the side, revealing an officer and two marine escorts. Half asleep, Draven does not salute right away. He receives a raised eyebrow from the officer. The two grunts to his side swap glances. Noticing the marine’s expressions, Draven stands firm and properly salutes the officer in front of him. "Good morning, Sir. How may I be of assistance?"

The officer replies in proper salute and furrows his brow somewhat. He ducks beneath the narrow arch of the door and strolls inside Draven's quarters, the two marines in tow. The officer looks around the quarters briefly and then returns his gaze to Draven. "Good morning, Private. You can be of assistance by first getting me some coffee. Black." Draven notices that the two marines maintain their position on either side of the door, just as it slides closed. He does not recognize the officer but notices the Colonel bars on his stiff shirt collar.

What do you do?

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Dates!

http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Pokemon%20Island%20Adventure%20Quest
https://twitter.com/GobbleQM
Character info pastebin in progress: http://pastebin.com/iB0tb7rz
Dice odds for best of 3: http://pastebin.com/994WTT3g

General rules:

There is a 10 minute voting period after each post. Non-contradictory votes will be combined as best as possible.

Write-ins for all votes are always welcome and encouraged. They may not all make it into the post or be altered to fit in, but I'll do my best to at least try to address the spirit of the write-in.

Very important or contentious votes may be redone in a stricter voting system as circumstances warrant.

Combat mechanics involve three rolls of 1d100, taking the best, and using the base accuracy and crit ranges of the the PTU system, roughly, but the 'turn order' will be more like the anime, where sometimes you can do a few moves in a row or be hit by a combo of moves yourself, all depending on circumstances. Stronger moves tend to take more time and have more cooldown than weaker moves and also may leave you open to an interrupt, so beware of that timing. Speed is more important for closing ground, intercepting, and other things and doesn't necessarily mean going first.

Pokemon and trainers are unique, and may have certain specializations, skills, or other things that the video-game mechanics might not allow. Some examples: That kung fu Bellsprout in the anime, that crystal Onix, or a Roggenrolla that can fly. Herb's perception skills, pokemon knowledge, context clues in general, and other things will hopefully come into play to avoid completely unfair, unforeseeable bullshit, but expect more bullshit from more advanced trainers.

Call me out on a mistake and receive a suggestive picture, mostly likely a butt.

Pokemon:
Gobble (Munchlax)
Mace (Roggenrola)
Belladonna (Roselia)
Dice (Croconaw)
Sorbet (Vulpix)

Location: Tabo Island, outside a tiny mainlander town.

Recently: You healed a broken wing, Hana busted a finger, have an astral projection trip to the past, roll absurdly well for aura powers, and decline to see Keira's face

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A science fantasy skirmish game. Clad yourself in powered armor, take up your gun and blade, and join the fight to reclaim our homeworld.

Previously on Freelancers:

Our strike team of new recruits assaulted a Scav base on the outskirts of a ruined city. They succeeded in their mission to retrieve the nexus generator, and evacuated without any casualties, escaping the terrifying power of Thane Ravix and leaving his band of looters in the dust. The team now returns to the company headquarters in the dropship.

Previous Threads:
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Overwatch%20Quest

Updates:
https://twitter.com/ravenkingquests

Discord:
https://discord.gg/4p9mmau

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Sorry about the late start! Lets get it going!

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Recruits!

Welcome to the Wardogs mercenary company!
I'm your paymaster and commander of your company cubs! As I was generously given this position by the General Alfred...

Your first mission will be clearing a herd of beastmen near town of Koerin

Anyways, intorduce yourselves and then we'll move into battle!

>Welcome to Wardogs, a FKI rip-off set in warhammer fantasy universe, use greentext for actions, cobat rolls are 1d20 and 1d100 for other things, the higher the better

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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
Wrote up a story summary today that Hare compiled:
https://pastebin.com/eBjeTU8v

1st of Charodis, Year 814 After the Storm

>>Population:c.32m
>>Agriculture:6/10
>>Resources:6/10
>>Manufacturing:6/10
>>Trade:6/10
>>Finances:5/10
>>Morale:6/10
>>Prestige:6/10


>>Buildings: House of Lords,Cathedrals, 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, Imperial Law, standartised measurements
>>Magic: MAGA,quality golemancy,medium alchemy, medium enchantments, good spellweaving
>>Military: RDF - 90k; Mountain Army - 4k; Central Army - 40k; Homefront - 40k;
>>Navy:20 carracks, 10 caravels, 5 war galleys 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
>K.Trade & Finance
>L.Other


Rundown on the situation next post.

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Welcome to Ophit, the Grand Continent, and Birthplace of the Dillid Empire who united it more than 400 years ago, and brought peace and properity to it... up until last year when after century of infighting in the Imperial Family for the Glass Throne, And the assassination of the last legitimate member of the Family, the Empress, a 3 years old girl was assasinated.
Since then the Empire collapsed, war broke out between all the Nobles, Bastard of the Imperial Family, and other Powerful Figure and Organisation of the Empire.And their is no sign that any faction will be able to reunite the Empire.

Amidst all of this Chaos, you are Sill, a young boy living in the remote Mining Village of Czam, largerly unaffected by the wars, Who Awoke to a strange sight this Morning.

Three Wisp of colored Light float above you, happily dancing and singing an incomprehensible lullaby.One Black, One Grey, One Red.

You are lying on your bed, eyes open, confused by the strange sight:
>Try to Reach the [Color] wisp with your hand
>Try to sneak out of your room
>Stay still and pretend to be back at sleep and wait
>Scream like a Little bitch
>Try to talk to them
>[Write in]

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Hey and We're back.

You are Alex Mason, a successful school shooter who died and was thrown into westeros. Horse fuckers btfo

You head back to the horse merchant, and explain you would rather have a mare as a travel horse and you'd like to replace henry. He eyes you suspiciously but accepts. He leads Henry back into the pen and then leads out what you assume is a mare. He says her name is Mildred. He also has a cart which you buy for 10 silver stags. You throw your belongings in the cart after attaching Mildred, Before leaving the market you purchase a stool for a single silver piece. Its a nice stool if you do say so yourself.

You head just outside of town, Where do you go now?
Its around 11 Am
>North (the keep and beyond)
>West ( The coast and villages etc idk)
>South (High garden and stuff)
>East (Goldengrove)

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New Avalon Archive: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=New%20Avalon
Colors' Sheet: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1gq9ZEFrwnYjQpSeuMg1a_7UepedMrQUSEwbrHWntFCo/edit?usp=sharing
Previous Thread: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/1768574/

You are Colors Eriksdotter, terminally gay, and this date has suddenly sideswiped into Depression City so hard that it's almost like you're with a Lost instead of a mortal. You are not taking it well.

"What? No! Fancy, we can still have a good time," you almost plead.

You can feel her biting retort form, hot and angry and sharp, harsh enough to give off the whiff of Glamour laced with rage and sorrow, but the dancer sees the look on your face and thinks better of it; Fancy bites her lip, sighs, and pushes her fries away.

"Probably not," she says after a moment. "...But I guess we can talk, a bit. Let's settle our bill and get my car."

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Previous thread:
>>1781431

Glory to Alainn!

You are Cathal Rathais, one of the chosen elite, the 13th Legion, scouting a world 4231 years after your country won the Grand War and placed itself in cryostasis to allow the planet to recover.

You have assumed the false name "Ace Locke" for your hunter identity. So far, only two people have seen through it, one of which can read minds.

A Faerie from an alternate world has altered your body, making you appear much younger.

so far you have:
>Updated your bunker database
>registered to the Hunter's guild (and flirted with the receptionist)
>Recruited Pisteia, the Mercenary Princess (Knight)
>Completed Nissa Estalise's quest
>Eliminated a raider stronghold
>Taken control of Outpost Charlie and looted it.
>Repaired a Raider buggy
>Repaired the lift to the outpost garage
>Secured an Otharthurian Outrider
>Secured a Patrol tank
>Met with the Archivum
>Got a lot of money
>Went to Lethbridge
>Discovered and recruited fellow 13th legion soldier Almeda Irnan (Adriana Hammer)
>Acquired quest from Captain Hendrick to obtain his ship.
>Entered the Ruined Ollamic City of Kantrel
>Secured an Ollamic luxury floatcar
>Looted the underground city of Kantrel
>Secured Terminal 48 and renamed her Artoria.
>Obtained a large cargo ship
>Repaired the tank, moved vehicles to ship.
>Recruited a mercenary dragon hunter temporarily
>You slew a blood dragon
>you obtained a plot of land and are building a rather large palace and homes atop it.
>You traveled to Inisvale in Inis Duchy
>You recruited Clark Howard Thule, conduit of forgotten gods.
>You observed the current base of FEATHER forces
>You recruited Uriel 'Rumor,' the bard of phantasms.
>gained party member ???? the ????????????
>Did battle with a faerie
>Recruited Dr. Alleria Trost, Shapeshifting Scientist and FEATHER director.
>Recruited Lily Tekel Trost, Eldritch shapeshifter.
>Brokered an alliance between FEATHER and Alainn
>Killed Duchess Inis
>destroyed Garvelton's operations in a major battle
>Gave Inis duchy to FEATHER.
>Turned in items for reward from the Archivum.
>Traveled to Dise duchy.
>took part in harvest festival of Vor'Ma preparations.
>Spent harvest festival with Almeda
>Went to Titan's Arm mountains.
>Obtained an airship
>Went to Sky Fortress Lothos
>Entered Professor Trost's Lab
>Activated modified golem
>Met the madman and Vee
>Was cured of fae influence
>Helped Professor Trost take control of the Skyfortress
>Agreed to visit Earth
>Freed Artoria from her programming
>Returned to Inis Duchy to gather party members

>continues

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Let's try this from the top.
No real system. No mad gods. No underground labyrinth. Just a bunch of young kids trying to get through school.
You all start in your houses. Your parents are downstairs for one reason or another. It is time for school, but you don't have to go.

Everybody starts with some basic items.
> +1 Beginner's Guide
> +1 Magic Feather
> +1 Clothes