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Oh shit nigger it's a /qst/ adventure thing. That I'm pretty sure I saw someone did before and I'm ripping them off but I can't remember the name so I can't credit them. Yea.

6 persons form an adventuring party in a nondescript generic fantasy land. Each with their own colour code for my convinience: Red, Green, Blue, Yellow, Teal, Orange and Purple.
Each chacacter needs at least 1 player to be the voices in their head to tell them what to do n shit. And the party only needs 4 active members. The rest are part of the Backup Reserve Formation.

Just give yourself a name with the character's team color to identify which person you belong to. Ex: "Red Faggot"

The party's currently picking what quest should they embark on next.

Previous threads:
http://pastebin.com/sR3G3F2A
https://www.mediafire.com/folder/ici3zlnn9ytyy/ADVENTURES

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Hello /qst/. Let's play Neopets together.

Let's start by making a pet.
First, we need to pick it's species. Pick one of the drawings in the image I provided.

And while we're at it, pick a color. Red, blue, yellow, or green.

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You nod and Sybil tosses the flask to you, you catch it and waft the opening attempting to get a sense of what you're about to drink, you're immediately hit with a weird sickly sweet scent, deciding to throw caution to the wind once more you take a sip from the flask.You're greeted with a smooth, sweet, thick liquid that goes down smoothly and Turns your guts into and inferno. Your eyes widen in surprise, Sybil notices and grins, "Like it? Got it from some shop, saying it's supposed to keep you warm during cold nights." Both you and Sybil spend the rest of the night passing the flask back and forth with her rambling about meaningless things while you nod and pretend to pay attention. You find yourself dozing off, the warm feeling inside dragging yourself into a deep sleep.


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You awaken to find yourself laying in a field, filled with strange, exotic red flowers that seem to go on endlessly, you instinctively reach for your blade only to find it missing. Where you would normally panic you only feel calm and at ease. You wander the field sleepily, unsure of where you are. That is, until you hear a female voice that echoes across the field, "HELLO!, GIVE ME A MOMENT AND I WILL GREET YOU PERSONALLY."

Well, this is worrying.

>Meh, should be fine. She sounded nice anyways

>Custom Action
The story so far:
You're a mute warrior currently traveling with Sybil, your current party leader whom happened to lead you to some dungeon. Inside, you found some strange sort of ruins where you were assaulted by shadow-beings, while being heavily damaged you managed to tap into the Void, a state in which it's possible for a warrior to ignore his wounds and fatigue for a time.


After surviving the ambush you found a strange sword which you took with yourself. After limping out you managed to meet up with Sybil and began the trek back to the Town. After some time the party stopped to rest for the night.

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Welcome, soldier.

Scanning...

ERROR_404: Profile data not found.

ENTER PROFILE DATA

>Gender
>Name
>Callsign
>Specialization

You sigh. What's even the point of an intelligent data system if it doesn't fucking save your data? You start typing...

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Turnout is slower than it was initially but let's hope to keep the ball rolling!.
Nothing has happened much yet so nobody is out of the loop just yet.


>[x] Ever-rot knife

... wooden knife.

You've observed (and painfully experienced) how an Ever-rot tree's defends itself from other creatures that dare try to rend its poisonous barks off.
And with that knowledge, you have carefully crafted your very own ingenious weapon

After some silent rowing a short wooden dock reveals itself over the horizon, ending the seemingly endless waters of the swamp.

The shuddering screams get louder and are still consistent in their drilling of your ears.

The boat halts at the edge of the moss-ridden jetty, "That's as far as I can go."

You climb up its slippery foundations and view yourself of the obscured path that lies ahead.

"Through Shrieker Bog is New Yohan, that is if you can survive the way there. Hihihihii.", she cackles bashfully.

The mysterious ferrywoman rows back into the abyss, leaving you to your own devices.
And to add to the already creepy ambiance, the shrieking has mysteriously stopped as a thick fog covers the path ahead.

[] Look around
[] Start walking into the fog
[] BLANK CHOICE
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SHRIEKER BOG
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UVg5Mnj02zA

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>>Previous threads

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

>>Writeup Pastebin

http://pastebin.com/nzPARvE8

>>Information

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

>Rules

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

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

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

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

I hope everyone has fun.

>>Current Saga

???

>>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z4-20yY_jcQ

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Previous: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/1219352/
Character Sheet: http://pastebin.com/5bdm4ZYj
Twitter: https://twitter.com/TheHeadMasterTG
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You know what, I officially hate rain. Its a pain in my ass and tail. Not to mention its cold as hell and I still need to fix up Carla's old jacket before I can wear it without looking stupid. Seriously, red and black? I'm still mad she and her little gang chose that color scheme over anything else. I mean not as mad as I was that they called themselves the fishbones, but that's mostly because I hate hearing stupid shit like that as often as I did. I groan, my greying hair sticking to my face and horns as I stop to stand in the middle of the side walk, little rivers of water flowing between my scales and dripping down my claws and the end of my tail. Swinging my tail around, I nearly splash a passing slime girl, who's slowly gaining height and size just by sliding along in this downpour. She turns to look at me and frowns, staring at my back.

"Yeah, I don't have wings" I say dully as she grins widely, her "hair" flowing down her shoulders as her eyes sparkle...mostly due to all the water flowing over them. Thankfully she doesn't try to start a conversation with me, and just leaves. Yeah there's a lot of slimes out, guess they just couldn't let a rainy day like this pass them by. I mean I wouldn't know since I usually not an idiot who gets stuck in the rain or goes out when its this bad. I stare across the street and sigh, I mean godamn it looks like a mermaid or something could SWIM down this street. I don't want to think about the beaches must look like now cause just...jesus christ. Rain falls around me, ripples running through the puddles and all the slime girls basking in this terrible weather. A harpy runs by me, flapping her wings as she tries to take off, but can't because her feathers are soaked.

I shake my head, and take a bite out of ginger root as I stare down the street. I wish I was some place warm, like my room, maybe even in that fire pit. Hell I might have to curl up into it when I get back it so cold out here. Hell I'd go home now if I wasn't doing something now, something important that can't just wait until this shitty storm passes by

Yeah I can't go home yet I'm

what am I doing?
[] going to the lion's den for the first time
[] checking out the fight club with jessie
[] Going on a date with Yvette
[] Helping Pam out at the beach
[]Begrudgingly helping Rowen with something stupid
[] Helping Annie gather....something weird for her witch things
[] Checking on the fishbone gang
[] write in

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For House & Dominion: Civil War (47)

http://houseanddominion.wikia.com/wiki/House_%26_Dominion_Complete_Archive
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Dominion+quest

https://twitter.com/ThatSlowTypingG


You are Sonia Reynard, Viscount of Rioja and a member of House Jerik-Dremine. You and your House continue to gain in power and prestige thanks to recent victories. While still small numerically the other Houses of the greater Dominion have begun to take notice of your strength and influence.

The civil war that has consumed the Dominion continues to rage as the Major Houses struggle for position and dominance. While an ally of the current Ruling House you have increasingly voiced support for House Ber'helum as their replacement.
If things go according to plan they may be able to stage a peaceful transition of power at a later time. For now the two are allies of convenience against more pressing threats.

Houses Nasidum, Xygen and Bonrah form the core of the opposition. The two sides are roughly in a stalemate at the moment but both continue to look for ways to increase their strength.

Rioja is secure and recovering now that the passage connecting the Centri Cluster to South Reach is restored. Civilian trade has begun to flow again and the Major Houses are continuing to evaluate how to take advantage of this. Your side and the remaining neutral Houses can openly send convoys through, but there are undoubtedly smugglers moving supplies and resources for the enemy as well.

Forces in South Reach continue to face off in skirmishes and other low intensity regional conflicts. In the Centri cluster the fighting remains more severe though its intensity continues to diminish.

Given the overall situation and the need to defend what heavy warship assets the House has you've decided to strike out on raiding missions in the Centri Cluster. By raiding logistics and sticking to tactics you're best at you can have a greater impact with less forces.

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My first ever 4Chan thread and my first ever adventure, You Anons get to choose what happens, but first we must pick a hero

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Hey guys, let me know when you are around!

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In this thread, its You - yes, YOU! - Anons who get to decide if Federation receives the highly important intel regarding Rebel forces that may just be enough to win the war.

Are you going to make it through?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WFkGjEut9U4

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Other thread is on its way to oblivion.

MoonQuest: http://lom678.deviantart.com/gallery/61172531/MoonQuest

SuperMetroidQuest:http://lom678.deviantart.com/gallery/58540525/SuperMetroidQuest

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Welcome to Cyberninja Quest, Ghost in the Naruto: Reloaded, directed by M. Night. Shyamalan.

The Year is 2XXX, and business in the Hidden City of Konoha is bustling, and that business is all out corporate warfare. With the end of the 2nd alien war, military spending is projected to fall dramatically, and the current glut of arms manufacturers, pharmaceutical suppliers, and infosec concerns can't last. Profits are down, unemployment is up, and as the competition over contracts grows ever fiercer companies that once seemed all powerful are now struggling to survive. Is this the first step on a long road to peace, or the prelude of a new war?

In our last thread, Yudao was betrayed by one of his employers, slaughtered his way through over two dozen men, obliterated a warehouse, took a short spelunking expedition, and discovered that the last remaining enemy shinobi is none other than the only daughter of one of his other employers, the head of the largest pharmaceutical conglomerate in the city, Yutaka Iwao.

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Everyone has had the sense at least once in their lives that things are not right with the world, that not everything is as it seems. We sometimes feel that sinister truths hide behind a facade of normality, veiled partially by the rational, orderly natural laws taught to us by science. We're told that medieval beliefs in monsters and magic were merely primitive superstitions. We're too wise for that sort of foolishness these days. Or so we assure ourselves. But at night, when the shadows grow long and the wind whistles through the trees, we shudder and remember older truths, the truths of our ancestors, who were right to fear the dark.

We know deep down that the world is a far more terrifying place than we allow our rational minds to acknowledge. To accept this subconscious truth is to invite madness, to succumb to the raw chaos that lurks at the edges of our perception. Best to shut our eyes, pretend it's not there. If we don't see it, it might not see us.

Pretending something is not there, however, does not make it go away. It only helps it to hide better and predators like to hide from their prey, lest it be scared away.

A world where such predators truly existed is a conspiracy theorist's worst nightmare. In such a reality, unseen beings hatch incognito plots against us, pulling our strings like puppeteers looming above us, hidden in the darkness beyond the stage lights. Our only protection is our ignorance, the obliviousness that allows us to keep going day by day, building toward something meaningful - a career, a home, a family. Allegations about secret masters or creatures lurking in the night simply lack evidence. If these things are real, why don't we see them on the evening news? Even Internet sites dedicated to exposing unknown forces in our lives can't produce a single, verifiable picture. It's hard to believe in something we can't see.

Maybe they want it that way.

Welcome to the World of Darkness.

This will be a one shot of a premade adventure titled "Nightmare At Hill Manor" we will be taking 3-4 players who will namefag. Once we have our players we will begin in earnest. If a player does not post for 24 hours without warning we will open up the spot for another person to step in.

If interested see characters below for your first post, and join Discord here: https://discord.gg/qKCKJ

Characters, pick one name yourself: https://drive.google.com/file/d/0B1kBggheAMEGaERJaUx2Z1hVWG8/

Not familiar with the rules? Not to worry it's a simple system take a look here for a rough overview. Also feel free to ask in Discord: http://www.surreality-rp.com/topic/321-basic-new-world-of-darkness-nwod-guide/


>Who are you?

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>Statistics: https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1p2K_evlFKjbblbSTf3ZSf-0xECyNHEeiQEgyiFdADcw/edit?usp=sharing
>Character: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1F43-0W17qNQ3Q_FwOOQPYw8Rf4HmSCFrEcAv-uOPQD0/edit?usp=sharing
>Tasks: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1agFmzgoNb0jeqd2G9H2voZ5Zm4N6fxPTQXQyt_GY9ec/edit?usp=sharing
>Map: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1R4k6mlYRnyTZwvhp8RvfBRJnOnAvD-3K57iKrFqBtsw/edit?usp=sharing
>Rolling Rules: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1D6xlxpzfqF_rC2iemL-OGhFkNK4uiy8PZdvjkkdVBPU/edit?usp=sharing
>Archive: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?searchall=shipgirl+commander
>Twitter: https://twitter.com/DiceToTableTop

You close the door gently, your toiletries tucked underneath your armpits as you start your day. Kaga, thankfully, doesn’t stir much – she needed all the rest that she could get and you didn’t feel like being a party to the deprivation of her rest. She’d tossed and turned a lot… you’d ended up holding her close to keep her from struggling; it did the job, somewhat: the only odd thing to proceed right after was the occasional rub of her thigh against your groin. Thankfully, due to your previously oversexed self abolished by… a healthy amount of it coming your way, it only caused the occasional stir instead of you having to resort to drastic measures.

You didn’t want to be the first person in the history of males to wake up a woman for a round in the hay without so much as a ring.

There had been no dreams from your end – no dreams from hers, either. Just the sweet embrace of rest and dreamless slumber to prepare you for another day.

You approach the sink and wash your face, coughing as the cold feeling of your steel hand makes contact with your skin. Steadying yourself against the counter, you see yourself in the mirror – the last few days had done a number on you… and the gain of muscle was all the more apparent compared to the you from days past. You’d always told yourself – back when you had sorted yourself out kitchen-to-kitchen – that you would make yourself better one day, and… to your absolute surprise, you had.

There wasn’t any entering body-building contests, of course, but your towel needed less trips around your belly… and your clothes had become a lot baggier since your foray into the frontl ines. Personally, you wouldn’t square yourself up against any of the pretty boys in magazines – yet, but it was nice to know that you weren’t anywhere near your old, pudgy self as you had been in the early days of your career.

You’d grown since you’d come here… and sometimes a little change upfront was nice to see. You slip into a pose, sucking in your cheeks as you hunch over for emphasis.

‘Didn’t expect to see you up so early, Commander.’

Surprised, you turn on your heel, almost slipping.

>Who?