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This civ quest will be dofferent than others. Instead of following an entire civilization it will follow a small band of adventurers who's races will be chosen by you.
Commands for the multi character system goes as follows.
>Character name
>Action
We need 4 races, doubling up on race is allowed. Provide a whole list or just one option. Highest voted race and starting location in an hour (qst is dead quiet lets be honest) or so wins.
Name your characters also if you wish.
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Giant
City ruins on an archipelago
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Do individual anons control a character is are their actions decided by majority?
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I was also wondering this
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Supernatural Surrealism Quest 1 2016-12-30 11:59:44 Post No.991978
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You are… well, you’re you! Your company, a large multinational, has demanded that you move to their office in the West Bank, for reasons entirely unknown to you. They bought you a house before you even said yes, and from now on your new address is at 333… Besieged Lane in, uh, hold on, your cab driver is speaking.
“- wait, of all the places, you relocated to the goddamn West Bank? What kinda monsters run HER International anyway? My friend tells me their office is quite a sight to behold, all marble and granite and - alright, alright, I’ll shut up. You say it was your choice, huh? I bet they’ll be paying you good. Anyways, we’re here.”
You’re hastily dropped off in front of the Mosque of Omar, which your tour pamphlet says is the only mosque within Bethlehem. Looking at the building, you’re filled with a sense of smallness. You’re not scared, per say, but if you had to describe the feeling in two words, you’d call it painfully aware. Shielding your gaze from the sun threatening to blind you, you glance at the brochure once more.
Unfortunately, it provides no maps, and other than a few choice phrases (“West Bank is rightful HER International clay) you’re utterly blindsided by everything the city has to offer. You stroll past a few markets early on, looking for a guide, only to be met with guns pointed in your direction. You’ve carried on since then, but being new to the city you can’t exactly say you know your way around. Eventually you see a man dressed like a guide, so your bedraggled self and ALL your belongings manage to make it across the street towards him.
“Do you mind showing me to this address?”, you say, gesturing at the documents your work handed you before shoving you onto the one way trip to one of the most dangerous places in the world. They’d probably reprimand you for showing off your documents to a complete stranger, but then again, they’re the one who hired some no name from Mexico City. Nevertheless, you have a strange feeling they knew exactly what they were in for.
The man positively, in barely accented english. Glancing at him, you’re surprised to find he’s just a tanned caucasian - although you note his slight accent is Canadian, not that of a tanned German. Striking up a conversation as he hands you the papers you need to sign, you learn his name is John Smith, and he’s worked in this area for quite a while. Reading through the paper, its crisp whiteness - well, comparatively to most things in this damn desert - makes it quite clear what it’s asking.
>Name
>Gender
>Appearance
(Obviously over the top stuff is subject to veto.)
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Name: Ulrich Erden
Gender: Male
Appearance: Blue eyed, black haired, bretty tall, clean shaven, dunno the rest you can figure out yourself
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Doll Shop Quest - 4
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What happened thread 1: You started off with Akira, your bashful Bodyguard-tier Doll assistant. You've met up with your childhood friend Mary and your bro, Bruno. You've earned some cash as well from doing some jobs, which you've invested into buying studying material and business casual clothing. You've also just made out with Akira after being drunk at a Karaoke with your friends.
What happened thread 2: You discovered the consequences of Doll pregnancy and met Marcus, a Doll shop owner. You have arranged to have Akira work at his shop along Izumi a first edition loli Doll.
What happened thread 3: First day with Akira at work! You meet a suicidal doll and a whale. Mary also just confessed that she wanted a Doll just like you.
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"It's weird, but alright." you tell Mary, after she told you that she wanted a Doll just like you. "I don't think that the manufacturer will be able to make an exact replica, but something very similar is doable if that's cool with you."
"Yeah, no problem" she replied.
"This... I mean, if you want to do it, sure, but why do you want a Doll that looks just like me?" you inquired. "Do you have feelings for me?"
"Yes, I do." she replied. "My heart aches for you, but I don't think that it would be the best for me to go out with you."
"...How so?"
"We could break up or get into a fight or whatever ...Plus I'd want you to tell me that I'm pretty and that you love me at all times and that's just not fair to ask from someone to do for me." she typed in, taking a while to input her posts.
"I'm very flattered. But maybe we could give things a go and work it out, you know?" you replied. You knew she was hiding something from the timing of that post.
"No, Blake. Sorry." she replied.
"We could try -" you started to type, but she quickly started to type and posted a reply before you did.
"You don't have a real job, Blake." she said. "And no studies. And you get involved in all of these crazy bottom-line freelance jobs that nobody else wants to take."
You erased your message. There you had it.
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"My heart wants you, Blake." Mary posted. "But just not going to be reasonable for us to get involved like that."
So she preferred someone with a 'real' job and a 'real' career? You were about to post that you could just have a hookup relationship - perhaps even casual sex if that's what she wanted.
But that's exactly what the Doll would be for. A sort of gigolo, really.
"Alright. Thank you for telling me all of this, Mary." you concluded.
"No worries." she said. "It's taken me a lot of thinking too. It's difficult. A bit weird too, honestly. But this is what I think would be the best for the both of us."
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You completed the order for her, and soon got $800 more in your account. You also had another $200 from Antonio, which gave you a total balance of $1650. If you were going to buy something, you would have to do it online now, and if it was Doll-related, you could just get it from Marcus's the next morning.
>Study material at the e-book store to learn how to open and properly manage a physical store for success. $250 for a basic course.
>Study material at the e-book store to learn how to create, customize and manage your own online store for success. $250 for a basic course.
>A robotic eyeball for Akira. $250, made of a camera and porcelain. Cheaper than an organic one (which is $2000).
>$100 per cup size for boob genemod/hormone treatment for Akira.
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>>Study material at the e-book store to learn how to open and properly manage a physical store for success. $250 for a basic course.
>>Study material at the e-book store to learn how to create, customize and manage your own online store for success. $250 for a basic course.
Eh, why not both? Corner every possible market and such.
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>Study material at the e-book store to learn how to create, customize and manage your own online store for success. $250 for a basic course.
>Study material at the e-book store to learn how to open and properly manage a physical store for success. $250 for a basic course.
>Feel really betrayed and hurt because you do have a real job.
This place is boring.
It’s big and spacious and dank and crumbled, and you’ve seen every carving in stone and every overgrown wall in your time here.
You’ve been here a very long time.
You can’t remember when you weren’t here, actually. Maybe it’s time to leave, and find somewhere more interesting.
You get up from the fallen block of pillar that you were using as a seat and walk out to where you know the entrance is. Water and bits of light pour in from the outside world, drenching the stairs and splashing under your feet.
You walk until you reach a massive double door far taller than you are, and reach out a small hand to push them open.
Everything shakes and creaks as they do, and in front of you the morning sun shines blinding bright.
> Personality
[ ] Lazy
[ ] Cynical
[ ] Autistic
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There is already another quest currently running with pretty much the same name, I'll still bite tho.
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(... that's pretty autistic)
You look at the yellow circle in the sky and frown. It’s brighter than you thought. Behind you the double doors rumble closed. Then your eyes hurt, so you stop looking.
Your name is Baphy. You had other names but this one’s your favourite, so you forgot those ones.
You shake your head and gray dust falls off your horns. Your clothes are dusty too, but you don't mind much. It smells old, in a good way. Like buried treasure, regal.
Regal. You say the fun word out loud.
You’re standing near the top of a large ruined temple. Stone pillars line the sides of the place, and the ceiling is mostly broken. There’s statues, shrines, and sarcophaguses (sarcophagi? A funny word) all worn by the hand of time.
You walk forward, and realise your socks are wet. It feels icky.
A shovel leans against a pillar. It’s rusting but you pick it up and balance it on your shoulder anyway. You never know when you need to dig a hole.
There’s other stuff here, too, but you don’t have pockets or a bag.
> Take some stuff with you?
[ ] A nice little wooden carving of a girl with a sword and pointed ears.
[ ] A bucket.
[ ] A small glass bottle of clear liquid.
[ ] An empty, palm-sized metal box.
[ ] A shiny rock.
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Drain You: A Fantasy Vampire Quest - Pilot 2016-12-31 04:13:32 Post No.994839
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He came in the night. It was dark, and you were on your way back home from another late night excursion. You had been sneaking out weekly to visit your love, Gwynn. Forgetting a good night's sleep for a chance to see her without anyone around was something well worth it. You thought yourself well protected. Your father's prized silver fighting knife, a relic he kept from the last war, stolen. Somewhat to protect you, should you encounter a foe, but mostly to show off how badass you thought you were.
The vampire thought he had the drop on you. He lunged downward from a ledge on the inn above, but just before he could land his strike, you heard him falling and spun to face him. What would have been an instant kill turned into an awful, ragged fight. He tore at your neck with ferocious claws. Your knife slashed his lower abdomen, he let out a painful shriek as white hot magic erupted from the cut and he collapsed to the ground. As the last of your energy faded from your body, you did something you wouldn't later be able to justify, even to yourself. As a final act of desperation, you took your knife and plunged it into his neck, and drank as much of his vile blood as you could muster before losing consciousness.
You awoke, early this morning. The mayor and his council had already exiled you. They would have killed you, had you not dealt with your adversary. Your best friend, Evan agreed to travel with you. He said he figured someone had to keep you from getting into any more trouble. You have been awarded a little time to say your goodbyes, but have been told you must leave town by sundown.
>Visit Gwynn's house
>Visit your parents' house
>Try to reason with the council
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You decide to visit your parents house. Your father, an outlander, caused quite a controversy when he swept your mother away from the village many years ago. Even today, the council of elders find him less than pleasing. He's a former soldier, but now works as a craftsman, making furniture and other goods from wood and metal. Your mother tends to an increasingly sized vegetable garden. What started as a hobby project has grown into a plot that takes up most of your childhood home's back yard.
As you had spent all of last night in a cell under the care of the town doctor, you haven't seen your parents since sometime yesterday. You walk meekly up to the door, and just as you're about to knock, it swings open. Anger gives way to worry in your father's face. You can see your mother in the background, still arguing with one of the council members inside. Presumably, they already know everything.
"Well, have you got anything to say for yourself?" Your father asks, sternly.
>Tell him you were attacked
>Tell him you were going to die
>Ask him if there's anything that can be done to delay your exile
>Other (write in)
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Previously
Your party killed more crusaders, you're making your mark on the world! Taking hands, making names! You met and saved a fellow mage from the Crusades, escaping into the forest.
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Your party walks through the forest, the new mage floating behind you. You and Syn are already annoyed at how often he uses his magic, but you bite your tongue for now. His body is so oddly proportioned, it seems like parts of him would crumple if he walked.
Instead of lashing at him, you begin to discuss where you might go next. Your party is heading east, so you tell your allies, "The most likely place to go is the college. Only problem is.. We have no idea where it really is. All we know is that it's to the east." Kieran, the new mage, speaks up and suggests that maybe you just keep going until you find a village then ask from there. That plan seems reasonable enough, and you have no reason to disagree with it. There are no objections from your party, so you keep heading the way you are.
As you walk along, you get a wave of chills down your spine. The hairs on your neck raise, and you glance around somewhat nervously. Somewhere nearby is a heavy source of magic, but you have no idea its purpose. Is the source benevolent, or malevolent?
Syn can tell it's there as well, and she seems to have a better idea of where it's at. She falls in line with you, asking if you want to check it out.
>What do?
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Sure check it out.
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Let's take a chabce. Bait like that isn't to be ignoted.
What happened to our MCs gear, btw?
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Dark Gate Academy Season 2 Episode 29: Ryoji 2016-12-30 03:58:40 Post No.990760
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Dark Gate Academy Season 2 Episode 29: Ryoji
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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...
You went on a mission for Wei, discovering a few details about his past.
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“Come on Ryoji, it's time for class!”
You awake in your bed with Saki sitting up next to you, shaking you awake with one hand and adjusting her bra strap with the other. You admittedly didn't do much sleeping last night... but hey, you were away on a mission, and Saki's own mission had proved to be a hazardous ball of stress, one you'll no doubt be left to pick up the pieces of today, and when you return to your dormroom to be welcomed by Saki in a little white towel fresh out of a bubblebath... well, certain urges take over. So, with the room free from Ken and Nanami for the evening, you and Saki relieved your stress by... talking the whole night through. At least, that's the cover story should anyone ask, but you doubt they'll believe that. Saki's a very loud “talker”.
“Can't it wait five minutes?” You yawn. “We can afford to be just a little late to class, right? Just this once?”
“Ryoji!” Saki gasps in horror at the mere thought. “You wouldn't walk into a movie theatre half-way through, would you?”
“No, but I'm interested in seeing a movie,” you explain. “How about you go to class and you can give me one of your written warnings for being late right now. It'll save time.” Ah, who are you kidding? On this, Saki will never budge. Her dedication to education is as adorable as it is exhausting when you find yourself having to match her efforts.
Saki leans in and gives you a kiss on the cheek. “Come on Ryoji, the term end exams are coming up, and you haven't studied at all. We need these last few classes to gather up that all important information!”
You groan, rising up out of bed. You'll let her have this... you'll always let her have this. Still, it doesn't mean you won't skip classes later on in the day.
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“Ryoji, perhaps there's something you should mention to Saki before you go to class...”
Nina has a point, there is something you've forgotten to tell her. “By the way Saki... if you see Alice today, it's very likely that she's going to call you mom.”
“That wouldn't surprise me,” Saki replies. “Alice is eccentric... but wait, how do you know that?”
“Well...” you shrug. “On our mission, Alice was feeling pretty down about not having parents anymore after being trapped in the Darkworld... and since she kinda looks up to me for some reason, she asked if I'd be like a dad to her... which would also make you her mom.”
“Wait...” Saki raises an eyebrow. “Are you saying you adopted Alice?”
“Kinda,” you reply. “I mean, it's more of a figurative gesture. We were already parental figures to her anyway.”
“I suppose so,” Saki nods. “You know... I don't have a problem with this. I like Alice, and it would be nice to act as a good pair of role models for her. Plus, with how childish Alice can be, it'll be good practice for when we have a kid of our own!”
“Yeah... I think you're gonna need to fill Saki in on that other thing, too.”
You take a deep breath as you look into Saki's eyes. Those big, blue, hopeful eyes. “Saki... that might be an issue.”
“Huh? Why?”
“I just found out that... as long as The Stranger is part of my body, I won't be able to have children. I'm sorry...”
For just that once, you and Saki were a few minutes late to class.
The redness in her eyes tipped people off immediately to the fact that she had been crying, and they feared the worst. Saki had to assure many of the curious that the two of you hadn't broken up, and that she had simply received some bad news.
“Ah, Ryoji!” Miss Yamano beckons you over before you can take your seat. “Exams are coming up soon, and Akihito told me during one of our... s-staff meetings, that you benefited greatly from a tutor last semester. Do you want me to assign you another tutor for this lunchtime?”
>Sure, I could use a little tuition.
>Nah, that's boring. I'm sure I'll do fine in the exams myself.
>No thanks, I'll just have Saki act as personal tutor.
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>Sure, I could use a little tuition.
Do we finally get to study?
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Raditz Quest Episode 1 - An Impossible Inheritance! Visions Of Future Failure?! 2016-12-29 10:16:34 Post No.987957
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FAR ABOVE THE NIGHT SKY OF PLANET VEGETA, IN THE FACE OF AN IMPOSSIBLE BATTLE, A CURSE PASSES TO THE FIRSTBORN.
Raditz didn't know why he was here. He was no stranger to the planet clean outs that Frieza ordered. He had been on several on weaker planets. No he merely wondered why he was fighting alongside the prince and his bodyguard.
Though that wasn't the only thing on his mind, before he had left his father had come to say goodbye, something that was strange in itself. But stranger than that was what he had told him.
"Raditz, I'm sending your brother away as well, to a far away planet called earth." This wasn't to strange, even Saiyan children could exterminate most planets given time, no what was said next was what continued to confuse Raditz even as he fought now.
"No matter what happens next, you must promise not to look for him."
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It might have been a battle had it not been for the presence of the Prince, the planet didn't have any kind of civilisation, the only fighting force it had being large armoured beasts with thousands of legs and claws. And even then they were no threat against even your weakest ki attacks, each attack simply shattering their armour and killing them.
It was about halfway through the eradication that the three of you got the message on your scouter.
RETURN TO PLANET VEGETA IMMEDIATELY
“Well Vegeta?” Nappa was tall for his age, despite being only a few years older than the prince he was as tall or taller than the average adult. But his height wasn’t for show, as muscles filled every part of his figure, and as for as you could tell they were the real deal.
“Nappa I don’t leave a job half-done, not even if the Lizard orders me too.” The prince was in stark contrast to the giant, small for his age, though no one would be stupid enough to say that to his face. But despite that no one could ignore how powerful he already was, rumours abounded that even now he could fight off fully grown Saibamen without breaking a sweat.
That left only you.
You would never admit it even if everyone knew, but for a Saiyan you were weak, even for your age. Your Ki blasts were erratic, and you lacked control on the battlefield, but even so you had what a Saiyan needs most. Pride. Your father was a great warrior, and damn anyone who said your weakness was from your mother.
So you did the only thing your Saiyan pride would allow you to do, fight on. You only nodded to them and kept blasting away.
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It was several hours later, as the last of the creatures was crushed underneath Nappa’s weight, that you saw it for the first time. First there was the blinding pain that wracked through your body, then you saw things.
Your father bathed in deadly light above planet Vegeta as Frieza laughed.
Nappa being vaporised by a blast of Ki from Vegeta.
A Saiyan you’d never seen before facing down Frieza.
And the last thing you saw before you fell into unconsciousness, you and that same Saiyan, dead from a beam of concentrated ki.
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It was a month before you woke up from what felt like an eternal nightmare to the sight of one of the medical rooms aboard one of the many ships of the Frieza empire. Unaware that you had only woken into a much worse nightmare.
It was Nappa who first saw you had awoken, the giant looked far more solemn than any Saiyan would wish to look.
As he helped you out of the Pod questions surged through your brain, what had you seen, how had you been injured, where was your mom.
But as the medical alert siren began to blare you knew you only had time to ask one question.
>What happened to me
>Why aren’t we back on Vegeta
>What were those Visions
>Where is the Prince.
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>What happened to me?
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pls have mercy. haven't we suffered enough dragonball quests?
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Ryukuza Quest: Protector of Smiles and Youkai Hunter 2016-12-29 06:02:30 Post No.987212
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Stage 144: Black Fox, Black Heart, Black Eyes, Black Plans.
Sitting in the chair with your hands folded across your lap, you hold your dress in place, the frills and crinoline exerting light pressure against your palms. Your eyes are closed, and you listen to the non-voice of your Empress speaking to you.
(Ryuu Ryukusa has been injured in her last battle, to a point where she must rest and heal.) The alarm you feel at the near legend that faced down a demon warrior and managed to scare it off by dictating a letter (!) being injured, much less incapacitated. (She will recover, but it will be a short while before she may act. If you could give us some tidbit or morsel of information to give to her, it would be worth while and considerate of you.) The relief that you feel is palpable, and your liege sends gentle reassurances.
Her request is one of great difficulty, however. You are limited in the scope of your influence by that of the man you have pledged yourself to, and unfortunately he has not been able to learn enough just yet to be able to help you. (You must do only what you can safely. Do not place yourself in danger unless you must.) Acknowledgement in the form of your adoration and appreciation and the sincere flattery of being granted a modicum of her Imperial highness' attention wafts from you, and her approval is vast and dark and warm.
She leaves your mind and you open your eyes, looking at the wall across from you in the brightly lit interior office of Chief Detective Inspector Mugon Chujo of the Public Security Intelligence Agency. Your eyes open slowly, your tail waving to and fro as you contemplate the blank wall ahead of you. Smoothing out the soft satin and scratchy crinoline of your dress you look over at your partner, who is looking at the files on his desk with increasing frustration and mounting ire.
Your name is Kenji Soomi, and you are the Black Winged Fox.
>Soomi may choose only one selection, but at any time my invoke her fourth option, which allows her to use her human's intuition and wisdom to inform her of an alternate choice that might not seem credible to her otherwise.
[] Wait patiently for someone to disturb your Detective-san. They always do.
[] Ask your Detective-san if you might be allowed to look around. He may say yes.
[] Stand up and see what your Detective-san is studying. It seems frustrating.
[] ….?
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Ryuu Ryukusa is tall at 5' 8"; 6' in her true form. She is fully grown. Lesbian top.
Matagama Kiku is 4' 1” for ever and ever. Lesbian submissive.
Ryuu Akari is 5' 3" and has another few inches to grow. Sexuality is weird, switch, cosplayer.
Ryuu Yui is 5' 8" and will only grow due to circumstances beyond her control. Dyke, switch.
Ryuu Kiki is 5' 6" and is at full growth. Bisexual bottom.
Er Yin Long is the tallest at 5' 10" and is fully grown. Lesbian dominant.
Ryuu Jinyuu is 5' 7" but persistently hovers an extra three inches. Straight.
Hinata-hakase is 6' 3". Sexuality is terrifying.
Hidesato is 5' 5". Straight.
Kushinada is 5' 8". Straighter.
Taisho Ryoga is 5' 9". Who knows.
Hyun Chisato is 5' 4” and is fully grown. Lolicon with plausible deniability.
Rie is 8” tall or 5' 5” and is fully cat. Her sexuality is cat.
Hagyu Genso is 12' 5” standing upright. He is by and large gay.
Mizumi Shoko is 7' 2” is fully grown. Bisexual top.
Yuuhi is 4'11” and is fully grown. Yuuhi a cute.
Tokei Isusangi, Inau-kun is 5' 3” and still confused.
Reiha is 5' 5 1/2” and is milfy.
Peta is 3' 2” Peta is \>.</ aka Her Most Imperial Highness Patanjali Piri Yokuhime Kuronogitsune Pa
Detective-san aka Mugon Chujo is fully grown at 5'11” and straight.
Kenji Soomi is 5' 4” and gothic lolita.
Musumi Kanako is 5' 6.5” and is pretty straight.
Hebiki Naoto is 5' 9” and belligerently omnivorous, sexually. You hope only sexually.
Kodachi Umetsume is 5' 4” and fully grown. Practicing asexual.
Melinda Blitzenberg is scattered to the winds and blessed in death.
Toshida Ginka is 5” 3” and fully grown. Turtles have a reputation.
Ryuu Wakaba is a head shorter and also deceased.
Margaret Steinhausen is gratefully dead.
Ryuu Sakumo is dead and spread far and wide.
Ryuu Nabiki is 5' 3” and fully transformed. Embarrassingly straight.
Ryuu Shinju is 4' 11” and fully grown. She is coy, maybe a dodomeki-child.
Ryuu Himeyuri is 5' 5” and is supposedly straight.
Ryuu Fuuta is 5' 6” and slightly less soft.
Kaga Kei is 5' 4” and fully grown. Might be experimental.
Kyubi-san is 6' 3” and fully grown. Hard to say.
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Yo XS hope is going well.
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>[x] Stand up and see what your Detective-san is studying. It seems frustrating.
Back in business!
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Hi Gobble!
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Hooray! I'm so happy right now!
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Bella lights up, figuratively and literally. The temple staff retreat from her, to give room, then start chanting.
You hear the pattering of barefeet on wood, a sound you can only assume is Keira. You’re not sure how she know’s what’s happening, but you’re glad she’ll be here.
Laki gently places Belladonna on the kitchen counter. A terrible sin when cooking that you’re perfectly okay with forgiving.
Bella’s elation turns a little confused and scared. Does she understand what’s happening? She seems mostly happy, but all the eyes on her and chanting and dancing lights and smells of the kitchen are overwhelming.
The light builds. She begins to look more worried and confused.
>Find your pokedex, quick, so you can cancel the evolution. She’s not ready.
>Try to fill her in on as much as you can
>Ask Laki what to do. She’s good with Bella
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As a result of a humiliating attempt with the System[Quest]_Crash, I have revamped the idea with the quest to give a more comprehensive idea of what you're in for.
It is the 41st Century, space shuttles that can bend the reality of space and time are a possibility.
Daemons are a slave-like army made from a variety of different races captured by an unknown patron of a corporation. Daemons are usually the offspring of Prisoners of War. They're bred from day one to be obedient, loyal, and deadly through the use of a Neuron Chip.
Daemons, when traveling through time and space, are kept in Hydro-Hallucinstasis Pods. It simulates a real, normal life in the twenty-first century.
A system failure has caused the ship to stop mid-space, life support for the entire ship threatens to fail.
The next post of mine will begin the quest.
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A system meltdown has occurred on a Daemon ship, resulting in the premature waking of Daemons and their subsequent death via drowning.
Daemon-1995, a female rookie just turning of age, is awoken in her Pod. Her head hurts horribly, her under-armor is only just barely keeping her warm from the frosty chill of the hallucinogenic water inside of her pod.
She is wearing what would allude to a scuba-mask, it's to keep the liquid from touching her eyes and causing permanent eye damage. The steady cold breeze of oxygen is not being flown into the tube; the scent of blood, however, permeates Daemon-1995's nose instead.
Daemon-1995 opens her eyes, she cannot see past the Pod Door but there is blood on the ground in front of her pod. There might be danger if she exits this pod. However, the oxygen flow has nearly ceased. A lever next to her arm is the emergency release, it will free her and save Daemon-1995 from the water but expose her to the risk of an attacker.
Should she pull the lever?
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DO IT. Either you die here, or maybe survive there
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Last time: While being put on the mission to hunt down the Zeon Ace that had been brought into the region, Yustina Laviana, you and your team have made a camp along the mountainside after opting to not assault the small Zeon base on the other side of the mountains. However, while you slept, a foot patrol of Zeon soldiers had stumbled upon the camp at night. After a brief and chaotic gunfight, you find yourself in the silence of the night once again.
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You try to pick out where Bela or Hilda might have gone without moving your head, your eyes searching back and forth through the darkness for any kind of movement. You want to contact your team, but you are unsure how to do so without giving away your position. You wait patiently in the darkness, observing every little detail you can make out. Your legs begin to ache from staying in this crouched position for so long, but not a sound has been made since the firefight broke out.
Bela sits with her back against the boulder, moving only her eyes as she stifles her breathing. She knows she was the closest to the group of soldiers when things went silent and she patiently waits for any sign of movement; her confident smile hidden behind clenching teeth. Out of the corner of her eye, she spots movement on the outcropping overlooking the camp to see Hilda pull herself scarcely into view.
Hilda can’t help but stifle a pained groan as she painstakingly finishes moving herself into cover. She had been slowly pulling herself back into cover since the firefight in an attempt to remain undetected. She clamps a hand over top of a wound on her left arm. She dares not dress the wound for fear of being found, even as she feels the warmth of her blood seep between her fingers.
You are torn whether to call out, knowing that it might spell your death. The night seems to close in around the camp site, the dawn not far off across the mountain range.
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>Call out to your team
>Try to relocate
>Try to draw the attention of any soldiers left
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>Try to draw the attention of any soldiers left
Pick up a rock or something and throw it through some bushes. The noise may sound enough like someone moving through the bush to scare them into showing where they're hiding.
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>Try to draw the attention of any soldiers left
Welcome back, picking this choice for our squads benefit even though it will probably lead to us getting shot atdamn zeeks
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You pan back and forth across the darkness, the detail of the landscape slowly being ever so slightly clearer as your eyes adjust to the darkness. There is no light pollution out here, so you figure that this is what ‘true darkness’ must be when you learned about it in the academy. You shift your boot a degree to the right and feel as it bumps into something. As you chance a quick glance downward, you spot a medium sized stick. You bite your bottom lip as an idea pops into your head. Without much time to think on the whole soundness of this plan, you gingerly pick up the stick, your pistol pointed firmly into the darkness. You clench your fingers around the stick a couple times before proceeding to hurl the thing into the bushes and undergrowth of the mountainside. Dull and soft ‘whumps’ permeate your ears after the prolonged silence as the stick spins through the air and into a bush.
Lights and sound fill the air as a defilade of bullets penetrate the foliage and the faces of two helmeted soldiers flicker in the muzzle flashes. It almost seems like they are firing in slow motion as you close one eye and take aim at the figure being illuminated.
You squeeze the trigger once.
You squeeze the trigger again, and again.
And again.
Soon, the comforting sound and feel of the slide racking back and forth is replaced by a metallic clink as you realise you’ve run out of ammo. The firing doesn’t end, as you can see Bela in a shooting stance, emptying her magazine into another soldier.
Silence.
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>Call out to your team
>Move positions
>Move back to camp
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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!
You wake up in the morning, feeling rather refreshed, especially after fighting such a taxing battle yesterday. Thankfully, you all got out of it mostly okay, and the Abyssal mines protecting Singapore had been cleared out, paving the way for the main assault which was sure to come soon.
However, when you wake up, you feel an alien presence in your bed and turn over, suddenly remembering that Inazuma had requested to sleep over with you. Couldn't really blame her, after what you saved her from. Thankfully, she was sound asleep, apparently put at ease with your mere presence.
Unfortunately, the nice, quiet moment is broken when Anna opens the door.
"Hey, Hoel, I was wondering if-if-if-if-"
Anna's voice seems to go in loop as her face fumes red, her eyes flash like morse code signals and her wavering finger points at you and Inazuma.
"H-Hoel!" Anna wails.
Well, this was awkward.
>This is not what it looks like.
>There's room for one more~.
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HAHA TIME FOR BOATS!
>>This is not what it looks like.
"There's a perfectly logical and rational reason for this."
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>>This is not what it looks like.
No lewding with other DDs.
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>>992841
>>There's room for one more~.
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You are Prince Meirion auk Gwyrren, the only sane man in a royal family with dubious concepts of strategy, justice, taxation, and governance in general. You have made it your goal in life to keep your family on the throne and your head firmly attached to your body.
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Winning is so immensely satisfying. You're doing well with supplies and ammunitions, although you occasionally have to resort to throwing rocks at the enemy as a distraction to keep your supplies within acceptable limits, your men have time to rest in rotations so maintain their morale and condition, Olstren's forces haven't been able to launch a serious counter-attack so far, and, best of all, Olwen and her army should be here to support you soon.
Olstren's western front put up a good fight, but according to the messengers, they completely fall apart once Olwen hit one of their camps and severed their supply lines. Hunting down the soldiers who turn to raiding instead of returning to their homes will be an arduous task for the local lords, but it should be done before winter returns.
Except you've been telling yourself you're winning for several days now, but you still haven't won yet, and that thought constantly gnaws at the back of your mind, even as you try to focus on what you've accomplished so far.
"Any reports?" You ask your subordinates.
"The scouts saw a few Olstren deserters sneaking away during the night," Sir Connor says. "They also report that the enemy is still getting supplies form their rear lines."
"I'm not sure if there's anything we can do about that," Delyth says. "We could deploy some rangers to attack their caravans or try to encircle their camp, but that might weaken our offensive."
"There's a risk to everything," you say. "Although widening our encirclement isn't such a bad idea. If we can do it, it'll make things easier once Olwen arrives."
"Even if risk is inevitable," Sir Connor says, "that doesn't mean it's worth taking, your highness. Of course, the final decision is yours."
>[Military/Autosuccess] "Keep things as they are."
>[Militiary/1d10] "Surround the enemy camp completely."
>[Military/1d8] "Send some rangers to harass the enemy's caravans."
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>[Militiary/1d10] "Surround the enemy camp completely."
Chance for crit, why not
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>[Militiary/1d10] "Surround the enemy camp completely."
>[Military/1d8] "Send some rangers to harass the enemy's caravans."
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You mull over the possibilities. Doing nothing isn't something that sits well with you, so that's out. Sending rangers out could prove beneficial, but it would also deprive you of some of your troops and make it more difficult for you to react if something goes wrong. You don't want to send resources away like that at the moment.
That leaves surrounding the enemy.
"Get the officers together," you say. "We're going to surround the enemy camp as tightly as we can. Make sure to reinforce the back so the supply caravans can't get through."
"Yes, your highness," Sir Connor says. "Will we continue the attacks?"
"In pairs, I think," you say. "Assuming we can coordinate."
"It'll be much more difficult for them to react if we attack their camp from two different angles at once," Delyth says. "As for coordination, you can leave that to me. I'll come up with a system of banners and signals to let the officers know when to proceed. Olstren shouldn't be able to see through it."
With the order given, you wait for it to be carried out.
>Roll 1d10, best of three.
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"Shake it," Vaal says.
"Shake it? Do I have to shake it?" You ask, looking from Vaal to the RIGI, from the RIGI to
Vaal.
"Shake it, love. Give it a big swing!" Her eagerness is...a tad bit unsettling. "It triggers
with some force. I adjusted it for you. It will work."
You nod quickly at her, then hit the air. As you pummel the hell out of some innocent
wandering soul at Trash's appartment, Vaal stares from the couch in front of you.
She "hmms", longly and sweetly. "Try swinging it from side to side, starting from your waist."
As you do, the RIGI is triggered and the surprise sends you sitting on your butt. Vaal
claps, calmly, as she stands.
"And that's how you use it. Now..." Your eyes are fixed on the small horizon, as you grab
your right hand with your left (just in case), holding the line upwards.
With your high-resolution Fake eyes, designed specifically to detect if a particular
hornmother ate too much, you manage to tell the line apart.
It's... really thin.
As if it was very, very far from you.
"There's a tiny trigger under the RIGI." The blonde keeps her distance. "Push it with your
thumb, and off it goes. You can actually trigger it like that too, but take it from me; it gives it
away."
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"Skip the disclaimer." Trash whispers in your ear, as she sits near you at the next side of the
small glass table, which is surrounded by Vaal, the hornmother, and the What. The bowl with
your godlike chocolate chip cookies seems to float at the center of it.
"You walk into your apartment, Leateli is sitting down to a cup of tea with a side of armed
hostage taking. What do you do?"
“A clean, fast shot, like in the wild west! Boom! Begone, monster!”
“Leateli.” Says Trash, almost pleadingly. “She said ‘Leateli’.”
“Oh, HO, well then I’d disarm her with a fast shot to her hand! Easy!”
"A stubborn horn mother is on the radio insisting she can drive the ship just fine... right
after you tell her how to get it out of reverse. It hasn't crashed yet, but the odds aren't good.
What do you do?"
“Chase after the ship and shoot at SATA with a Mavi Rifle. Let’s see you driving out of this, little
horns!”
"A ship calls in requesting some Anima to fuel their ship after forgetting to activate hover
mode over night. What do you do?"
“Laugh!”
"What is the biggest problem you've had to face and how have you overcome it?"
“Once, I was surrounded by no less than SEVEN crazy thieves, after chasing after them
on my bike because they kidnapped a little kid for ransom. It was BOOM, BAM, THUD,
TATATA!” Moody gestures the whole thing, “and then I told him it was ok. Ha! …Idiots!”
“Just to clarify,” Trash points out, “that really did happen.”
"What is less stressful for you: working on your own or having someone work with you?"
“I like to work in pairs, as you can see.”
"What approach do you prefer to problem solving: the tried and true approach you know,
or trying new ideas and adjusting them as you go?"
“The true and tested becomes predictable, foreseeable, manageable. Yet who can counter
the unexpected?”
"What would you rather have to deal with (non-violently): A hornmother's tantrum or a radar
malfunction?"
“Why would you deal violently with a radar malfunction? The nerve of some idiots!”
"What are your motivations for joining me, Money? Fame? Boredom? Altruism? or
perhaps something else entirely?"
“Our secret sources tell us that you cook rather well.”
"At what point does making money outweigh having a meaningful job for you? Assuming you
have a roof over your head at least."
“Money! Hmp! Such an empty goal! Sure, it brings you things, but it’s the things that bring
what matters. What good is coin with nothing to spend It on?”
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Subtly, you glance at Trash. The Templar picks up, and dimly shakes her head. You skip the death question.
"What is your greatest strength, what is your greatest weakness?"
“I have perfect aim, and everyone is jealous of it.”
"Would you rather be respected or well-liked?"
“Respected! Where kindness falters, a gun most certainly won’t.”
"What's your favorite dessert?"
“I do not eat.”
"Do you know if there are any kind people you don't get along with easily?"
“Idiots, and bullies. The nerve of some people.”
"Fill in the blanks: violence is blank, kindness is blank, fame is blank, money is blank"
“Violence is point blank, kindness is blank, fame is blank, money is blank.”
You glance at Trash’s face; it’s between a pout and a grimace.
"Someone says to you that this is all pointless because everyone will starve eventually and humanity will be destroyed, how do you respond?"
“We will not. Not if I can help it.”
"Are you OK with hugs and similar contact?"
“Ha! That’s the cheapest trick in the book. Hands where I can see them!”
"How are your people skills? Can you bluff your way out of a bad situation? Can you calm somebody who is panicking or angry? Can you tell when a fight is likely to break out? Can you spot when someone is trying to con you? Can you bargain for a good deal?"
“Is this a test to whether I can remember all those questions or not?” Moody pauses. “…Because I can!”
“How are your people skills?” It’s Trash’s voice.
“Marvelous! People are easy to take down; the Armas are the real deal. I once tried to hit an idiot with a brick and it hit a lady Arma in the head. And would you believe it?” Moody pauses, perhaps for drama. “She apologized to me! And tried to fix the brick with fault gas!” The beak goes from side to side. “What a nightmare, I just hope none of those ever gets bad!”
“Can you bluff your way out of a bad situation?” Trash proceeds.
“I can shoot things.” Moody states, as far you know, completely not joking.
“Can you calm somebody who is panicking or angry?” You pick up, slightly trampling over Trash.
“Of course. Just knock them down!”
“Can you tell when a fight is likely to break out?”
“Usually when someone is shot in the head.”
“Can you spot when someone is trying to con you?”
“Yes. Usually, they are breathing.”
“Can you bargain for a good deal?"
“Pfff hahahahahahaa!” It’s a long, wide laugh. “Oooh, oh my… let’s, let’s just say yes, alright?”
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"How are your emergency skills? Can you bandage a wound and splint a broken limb? Does the sight of blood make you feel faint? Can you do basic ship repairs?"
“Yes, yes, no, and hell yes. Sis fixes the ships, and I fix her.”
"Do you have any piloting skills? If so what kinds of ships?"
“I can-“
“Moody.” Trash simply says.
“-I, well, happen to lack the practical skills- however my knowledge is top-notch! And you can be dead sure I can move anything as I please!”
"How are your combat skills? What kinds of opponents would you feel confident fighting? What kind of opponents are you poorly matched against?"
“Anything.” Moody pauses. “Except Anythings.” Moody pauses, again. “Maybe a Hand or two.”
"Do you have any other unique skills you haven't been asked about yet? What skill would you say that you are best with?
“I-well-Lumina can build ships in her head. It’s simply terrific!”
"Show me what you can do, impress me"
“Watch and faint.” Moody struggles with the stupidly large amount of pockets in it’s rugged, stitched black and brown robe. After some struggle and raised eyebrows (and a few WAH’s? from Wahrio) it finally takes a coin. “Phew, organization beats time, eh? Now watch this!”
Moody freezes. It stays there, not moving a whole inch of Lumina’s body. A hand bounces against your mouth as you are about to say anything, you follow the arm and it’s Trash who’s frozen as well. Then the coin is flung upwards with a thumb, gives a big arc in the air, and falls squarely into your coffee. Everyone stares in silences, perhaps wondering if that was intended.
“And that,” Moody rumbles, “is just the tip of the iceberg!”
“We /clearly/ should have interviewed Lumina. This is pointless.” You hear, across the
static. "Ask for the motto and room preference. This should be interesting."
"Do you have a motto, Moody?" You ask, tenderly.
"Dead aren't evil!"
The static chuckes. "Knew it."
"Is there anything in particular you'd like to have aboard the ship?"
"Lumina needs a workshop. And icecream. Plenty of icecream, just not at the same time.
Stawberry flavored, or melon if you can get it but it's hard. Both would be ok. Also lemon."
Moody pauses. "And mango."
(Cont!)