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You quickly steel yourself and the blade slams into your neck with the sound of a hammer being struck by an anvil.

Violet hesitates and you grasp the weapon out of the air as it bounces of your skin.

Exhale.

You spin the weapon as you pirouette, form coming naturally to you with the weapon that is - after all a part of you. Cutting down the clone looking to bring your polesaw to bear you send the Star Halberd back to your foe in one smooth movement, the hurled star aiming to cut her in half at the waist.

She takes to the air, somersaulting and reaching out to recollect it as she flips.

You turn again picking up your polesaw and bringing it to bear. The two of you clash chest to chest before leaping back to both of your max ranges and exchanging a flurry of blows. It is fraught and evenly matched but your powerful polesaw holds steady against her two halberds.

Inhale.

You step forward, pressuring her for the first time with superior strength. She tries to ensare your polesaw by reforming the star and twirling it like a barrier, but you hold on to the shaft with your left hand and step forward with a devestating right hook before she can rob you of the weapon.

Sunshine fist energy surrounds you as you deliver the blow and Violet goes flying into the distance.

Exhale.

Inhale.

Your zen form holds, but the polesaw reforms as your default saw. It takes almost a full minute, but you find Violet with your default saw as well. Waiting you on the other side of a small stream.

You step into the discoloured amber light and inhale.

BOSS FIGHT: VIOLET DEMON

You give your saw some slack, letting it land amongst the fall leaves.

She does the same, blood beginning to trail from her lips.

You exhale.

> Talk to her

> Attack

> Use Ability (What)

> Change Form (what)

> Write-In
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Just posting some Relevant stuff Anons suggested end of last thread:

1: Wait, if this is a dream, can't we just No Sell everything?
I mean, we aren't rolling to activate abilities in here, could we just... abuse that and always activate No Sell?

A: Yes you can. I hinted at that earlier on last thread.

2: One of the porposals for Talk to Her option is "Why do you want to fight me so badly."
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Shill stuff:

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>>948261
> Talk to her
"Why do you want to fight me so badly."

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As the tripwire trap was activated, you expected to hear the metallic ping of grenade's pin coming free, or the roaring boom of an explosive charge going off. as it would turn out however, things were much worse.

The wire broke with a small twang, all noise in your unit died down as everybody recognised the noise. The silence lasted for a couple of seconds as everyone began to listen out for any hint at the trap's workings.

"What the hell was that?" Gilmore asked calmly, making sure not to panic.

"It might have been nothing, traps are meant to be lethal." Guzman spoke up as you began to slowly make your way forwards.

"Or it was meant to trigger an alarm. We should be more careful." You replied as you made your way forward with your MG-34 raised. The rest of the unit followed behind you.

The rest of your trek through the corridor was made quickly as you became more worried that gas might be pumped into the corridor. You quickly made it to the door at the other end of corridor and opened it up. You opened the door to find yourself find yourself staring down your sights at a pair of SS soldiers, standing guard before a T-junction. The both of them looking rather surprised at the door opening.

The one on the left barely had time to yell as you dropped into a crouch and sent a burst of fire straight into his chest. The 7.92mm rounds punching into his armoured breastplate and knocking him back. The second soldier yelled out in alarm just before he was cut to Swiss cheese by concentrated fire from your comrades behind you.

"CLEAR!" You yelled out as you stood up from your crouch and made your way over the corpses of the recently slain SS soldiers.The signs above the dead bodies read out two different areas either side of the junction.

If you took a left, you would be headed towards the archives and artefact storage areas. The path down the right would lead you towards the storage warehouse.

>Take a left, at the very least you can either steal or destroy the magical artefacts.
>Take a right, many of those crates couldn't have been moved in through the base. There has to be surface access, right?
>Other (write in)
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>>945255
>>Take a left, at the very least you can either steal or destroy the magical artefacts.
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Need more votes.
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>>945255
>Take a left, at the very least you can either steal or destroy the magical artefacts.
Aretfacts sound cool. I'm always down for collecting some loot.

Hopefully we don't accidentally bump into the Ark of the Covenant and melt.

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( The previous thread: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Professionals%2C+Wear%2C+Sweaters )

>"Hey, Kyna," You greet the speechless woman, "Feel like getting that ice cream now?"

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=owDUpvCit7o

You, Kyna, and Akita (whom you've introduced as Will) head down to what was once your favorite ice cream shop before you had to move. You purchase a bowl of your favorite Classic Vanilla, the taste calms your nerves as you prepare to explain yourself.

"It's been..." Kyna taps the side of her bowl with her spoon, counting up the years since she'd last seen you.

"Five years. Has it really been that long? God..."

Her expression shifts to slight anger.

"What gives? I messaged you probably a million times after you got canned."

>"Yeah..."

Kyna sighs, "What happened?"


>A) "I wanted to get back at them."

>B) "Doesn't matter now. Listen, I'm in trouble."

>C) (Write in)
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>>945126
>A) "I wanted to get back at them."
Welcome back.
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>>945126
>A) "I wanted to get back at them."
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>>945138
>>945266


"NuMan? Really?"

>"I wrote something that could destroy all instances of my work in any of the androids produced by the company. I spent the last five years working out how exactly I was going to get that done."

Kyna furrows her brow in anger and confusion.

"That's insane."

>"You *know* how hard I worked developing that technology.

"You couldn't have just gotten another job like I did."

>You shake your head, "It's not about money."

"Then what's it about? Pride?"

>"No," You raise your voice a little, "It's about taking back what I spent practically my whole life making."

"So pride then, yeah?"

>"What does it matter? What they did was fucked up, and they can't just do stuff like that and get away with it."

The both of you sit in silence for a few minutes, Kyna stewing over her anger.

>A) "I'm sorry, okay? They fired you too?"

>B) "Look. I went to your place because I had nowhere else to go..."

>C) (Write In)

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Welcome to ZatchBell Quest Part 5. You are Michael Anderson, a young man who has taken a very special little girl as his sister. She has the power to bring out strength in her friends and force her enemies to their knees. We pick up in school eating lunch with some new friends of yours.

>Go ahead and upvote these and read if your new
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The mood is jolly for the rest of your lunch period. The guys tease you about the event that had passed, you all have a lot of fun for the rest of the lunch period. One pm comes around and its time for your final class of the day. Gym with Mr.Gym, personally you rather like the class because with your abilities that have held strong since last week Gym sees you as one of the best students in the class and even sometimes gets you in on the jokes. He picks fun of most of the students but none more than Sasuke your friend. While it isn't very nice its also not hard... Even though he is your friend he retains the persona of a edgy ninja throughout most of the day.

Today is no different. The game your class plays today is old as time itself... Capture the flag. Of all the students there you are the captain he selects to head the Red team. While one of the guys you were sitting with not to long ago is given leadership of the blue team.

"Ahhh, my man Mike." He says patting you on the back. " You got moves but this here is my shit! I always win, but hey make the game fun." He is confident in his skills and means no disrespect by his words.

"I think your gonna be a little disappointed today man" You say back.

"AYYYY! If you two are done jacking each other off we got a game to play here! Blue team pick first!"

Blue team chooses another one of the guys at the table. It is probably not going to help much but "Sasuke." Gym stops his attendance check and looks at you.

"You know all the other people here are still up for grabs right?"

>A) Ya know what, your right I'll pick someone else
>B) I know who I picked Coach.
>C) Who knows he might have some skill at this one
>D) Other?
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>>944989
>>B) I know who I picked Coach.

Hi drachtma
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>>945006
Howdy anon
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>>944989
>B

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you enter THE ROOM. behind you locks the scary door trapping you inside THE ROOM. in front of you appears a not locked not scary box, and a not locked not scary door. WHAT DARE YOU DO, WEARY SOUL?
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>>947338
take the skull off the scary door.
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to your suprise the locked door was really not scary at all. skull added to inventory.

sorry for the wait, had to redraw. from now on updates will be lightning.
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Last night you went to bed completely normal, and when you woke up you are a chaos sorcerer. In terminator armour.
On the dark side of Mordia.

(roll 1d100 for actions. Highest will be chosen. If a roll lands on 66, 77, 88, or 99 the action will be chosen and blessed by a Chaos God to "enhance" it's effect.)
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what do you do/how do you un-fuck your situation?
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>>956148
I half to go to class, be back in an hour
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>>956141
>Find men and women to convert to Slaanesh's domain

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Let's start a brand-new evo game

Rules:
>Open a creature in paint or whatever and give it one evolutionary adjustment at the time
>describe adjustment and upload new image
>every once in a while the environment will shake things up, some creatures will go extinct

>No silly stuff, those won't become cannon
>No 'catching up' and doing a bunch of evo's by yourself, every creature should go through multiple steps by multiple people
>Evolutions shouldn't be to drastic, but you shouldn't bitch about other players 'not being realistic' either

I'll try to make a tree and/or environment image, but all help is welcome!
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Merps
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Pacho
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Rompe

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It is finally day 2 of the two week long siege training trip from hell edition. Previously you got raided by some bandits whom you raided earlier as payback. After that you ran into some corrupted bots led by Rampant AI whom you made a trade deal with. If you last long enough they'll come by and drop off some power armor for you. A very rare and luxurious goods in the post apocalypse. Problem is after that you drew the attention of a smart zombie who was controlling a zombie horde that has decided to attack you. So you did something seemingly very stupid and used duck bait to attack the zombies with.

Duck bait which drew the attention of a bunch of mutated now monstrous ducks who attacked the zombies. Leaving a very confused smart zombie open that you took advantage of. Thus unleashing a powerful blast and successfully tearing its head off while flying in mid air on top of a burrowing bot of corruption that you had bought just before. It was awesomely Bad Ass, but afterwards you found yourself wondering why you had thought that was a good idea. While holding a smart zombie's head and the horde divided itself.

Seeing the opportunity you struck out once more this time to see if the bandits you previously raided you who had ran into the zombies had anything you could loot and to drop a diversionary explosive device. Sadly that was when things went horrorbly wrong as you troops in the tunnels detonated a chain of explosions as the tunnels collapsed/blown up. Which damaged compromised your defenses as well as drawing attention...

It was on your way back you ran into familiar figure in a desolate street who called out to you.

"Well well I heard you been a very very bad boy," taunts Mister N.
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>>944810
Oh hey.
Look, this is my first Smart zombie kill. Yay.

Distance-wise, how far are we from the last time we saw each other? And how's Beatrice doing?
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>>944810
"You know if it weren't for your at times genius ideas and at other times unbelievable stupidity. It even makes one such as myself question your very sanity. If I didn't know any better I would say your a madman. Truth be told non bandits would probably assume you were such and for good reason. Only bandit scum like myself would know better..."

"What do you want Mister Neutral?"

"Oh you wound me so...well I was nearby on business when I noticed you unleash that psi yell. Which I normally wouldn't have paid attention to but the thing is I KNOW your psi signature. I ALSO know you were SUPPOSE to be laying low and you came out with your magic before. So you shouldn't have revealed your psi powers...but there you were screaming it out to the world."

"Your gonna be in such deep shit with the Shrouded One if it isn't for dear old Mister Neutral."

"..."

"You see your quite lucky I am here...because this is the sorta thing I am very good at handling! In this case you ignoring the laying low commanding forces actually works FOR you! Because those bitches...ain't ever gonna assume their precious unicorn is in fact a bandit boss. So...nice save there by the way."

"That doesn't mean your not a dumb ass though and Shrouded One is still gonna be angry. Its just dear old Mister Neutral knows know to...nullify that problem partially anyway. But then here you are very intent on getting yourself killed...or something. I mean WHY you thought it a good idea to go on this kind of retarded training trip I will never know," continues Mister Neutral shrugging while some zombies approach.

"I mean what the fuck is wrong with you? You think being a Boss is fun? Being in Command is easy? Sheesh."

"Uh...mister N," you say trying to draw attention to now dangerously close zombies.

"I will admit I probably could of shown up sooner...but I was rather enjoying the show. Even that ballsy yet stupid move of yours personally targeting the smart zombie entertained me," goes on Mr N ignoring is plight.

"A zombie..."

"Zombies? Ah thats right you thought it a good idea to go out again with with explosives this time...and now your ass deep in zombies with compromised defenses. At this point I realized I had no choice but to step in...or suffer the Shrouded One's wrath. Not as dumb as you no sirree I knew better," as the zombies were dangerously close reaching out.

"Behind you," you yelled. In response Mister N turned around...too late. As the zombies...ignored him and continued on passed him as if there were nothing there.

"Oh these guys," says Mr N patting some of them on top of the head. "Are harmless if you know how to use your psi magi fusion powers correctly."

You and the rest of the bandits meanwhile stared in confusion. As Mister N clearly wasn't wearing Zed gear...but they were completely ignoring him as if he weren't there.

"How the hell..."
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>>944823
"Like I just said psi magi powers! I noticed you have a half decent understanding of the blast with the one there that took down the smart zombie. Now tell me are you familiar with explosive armor? Similar idea really just takes some good timing."

"...So wait were the one behind the berserk zombies?"

"Why of course! Nothing better to ruin a smart zombie's day is throwing some angry berserk zombies into their horde. Do NOT recommend using that on the heroic ones...kind of a terrible idea."

"So your a very skilled Zed?"

"Technically no."

"...That is rather hard to believe."

"Similar principle to stealth but using psi magi abilities. We can get a very VERY special kind of stealth that like only the MADs have ready access to...besides you know not being insane. Rather nice that."

"So why are you here then Mister Neutral?"

"Because your in a bit of a bind and I can get you back to base despite it being surrounded by zombies and passed the compromised tunnels that would make it...difficult for your digger there to get passed safely."

"And what do you want?"

"Well lets just say we have a mutual...employer."

"Ah you got hired by the Shrouded One?"

"Wasn't exactly my idea but kinda hard to turn down when said Shrouded One is a hero and your sort of surrounded by a bunch of very...eager bitches. Including many boss ones. I may be good but not even I am THAT good. To be able to deal with all of that! Not at once anyway..."

"Well you survived didn't you?"

"Yes no thanks to you. I would...seriously watch out for bandit bitches. Yeah it can be fun tapping that dangerous piece of ass but well they ARE dangerous and you know it helps to not make yourself that absurdly appetizing to them. I mean not if your like my kind of good. In which case you can sort of getaway with it, but even so Boss Bitches are a cut above ordinary bitches. Much MUCH more dangerous and risky tapping that ass compared to the ordinary ones."

>>944821
"Many many clicks away. Only a few hours if you flew though."

"Ah Beatrice oh you know...showing those bitches how its really done. So the usual devilish cuntn-" Mister Neutral suddenly sees a certain someone approaching. "Cuteness total cuteness nope not a cunt at all."

"Still haven't gotten away then huh?"

"Hah no...but on the plus side her services are great for keeping the other bitches in line, but I swear if I have to see ONE more fucking sappy romance flick...run for your life dude. Before the witch starts getting any ideas..."

"I don't know I sorta like her though..."

"Despite all the trouble?"

"..."

"...I am beginning to see why your don't bother on keep up your disguises. You know everything would of been MUCH simpler and easier for you. If you just admitted to liking troublesome...women."

"Isn't that a bad thing though?"

"Hey man adrenaline is one hell of a drug. Seriously though if it wasn't do you think there would be so many bandits willing to fuck their female counterparts?"

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“It is my theory that there will always be new secrets to discover. This world holds infinite mysteries for us to unravel.” – Horace Lindemann, Scholar, explorer, and gentleman.

You've never been exactly sure how time flows in Nihilo, or even if the concept of time itself means anything here. It feels timeless, as if nothing could ever really change, and yet you know that it has changed. New beasts have arrived, one by one as you have hunted them down, cut them, shot them and burned them. Even now, in this timeless place, you can hear the newest arrival sobbing to herself.

Yvette Saive... has she been crying long? Ever since your knife found her, back in the real world, has she been shedding tears here? Maybe she's been crying for even longer than that, since the start of... everything. In a place where time has no meaning, why should it behave logically?

Nihilo. A timeless place. A place with no distance, either – you could run forever, fixing your eyes upon the horizon and yet never really going anywhere. Distance means nothing. Time means nothing.

Still, when you hear that deathly whisper in your ear, time seems to freeze in place. You think of running, even though you know that your body would never move. You think of a lot of things – bared fangs and razor sharp claws.

Somewhere off in the distance, Yvette has finally stopped crying. Small comfort, perhaps, but better than nothing.
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“Henryk...” Artemis croons, drawing out the sound of your name to grotesque lengths, “I've been waiting. Did you miss me?” Her hands slip up from your shoulders, one brushing against your throat while the fingers of her other hand lightly scrape your cheek. Holding yourself as still as possible, your eyes flick back to Yvette. Not only has she stopped crying, but she looked up as well – she stares at you, her eyes wide with horror.

There's an audience, you murmur, and you'd rather discuss this in private – just the two of you. A silence follows your whisper, Artemis stopping her playful motions and weighing your words carefully. At least, you hope she's weighing them carefully – it's damn near impossible to guess what she might be thinking. Even if you could look her in the eye, you'd struggle to know her thoughts.

A giggle escapes her, as jagged as a handful of needles, and Artemis circles around so that she can, at long last, face you eye to eye. With her hands clasped coquettishly behind her back, she shifts her weight from one foot to the other like an excited child. “Just the two of us?” she repeats, eyes wide.

Were her eyes always like that, you wonder, slitted like those of a cat? Just the two of you, you tell her, you've got a lot to catch up with after all. You could go for a walk together, take in the scenery. It definitely makes a change from things down south, you add with a miraculously straight face, it's... nice.

Artemis looks out across the wasteland, watching as the tangled mass of snakes drags itself across the ice, a bloody smear left behind it. “It IS nice,” she agrees, “Not perfect, but it's certainly getting better – and it's much better now that you're here!” Humming softly to herself, the self-proclaimed goddess starts to amble away, walking through the smear of blood as if it wasn't there. As you follow that fading trail of bloody footprints, she speaks up once more. “The south,” she asks you, “How was it?”

An interesting place, you tell her after a moment's thought, educational – one of the people you spoke with had a lot of very interesting things to say. That's part of why you wanted to have a long talk with her, you've got plenty of questions.

“I expect you do,” Artemis tilts her head to the side, “But you know... I might be able to answer them. If I can, you might not like what I have to say.”

That's basically what you were expecting, you admit, but you'd rather know as much as you can. If it's good news, fine. If it's bad news, at least you can prepare for it. Either way, you'd rather know.

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Artemis giggles again, but this time her laughter has a strained, forced feel to it. “Can I ask you to do something first, though? Just one little thing for me?” reaching out, Artemis grabs your hand, “Can you visit my temple again?”

Her temple, you ask, why?

“No reason,” she fidgets, “Well, maybe a little bit of a reason. It'll give me a little time to think, to think really hard so I can give you some proper answers. It's hard sometimes, thinking – remembering. I know that I know more than I've been able to tell you, but every time I try to put them into words, I just... it all just flies away from me.” Her words trail off into silence, and the only sound is the slow click of claws upon the ice as the bloated parasite scuttles past. Lashing out with a sudden cry of rage, Artemis kicks the parasite away into the distance. “I hate this!” she yells, “I hate it! I hate being trapped here, I hate being useless, I hate all of it! I hate-”

You can visit her temple, you assure her quickly, it's no trouble – you were thinking about visiting it again anyway. It's not very out of your way, you add, not much of a detour at all.

“You'll do that for me? You'll really do that?” Artemis' eyes grow wide, and then her hands form into determined fists, “Okay! You tell me what you want to know, and I'll do everything I can to get an answer. I'll do my best!”

From melancholy to furious to excited, all in the space of a few moments – the change is so swift that you have to focus, to gather your thoughts before asking the first of your questions.

>It's the ninth beast next. Can you tell me what to expect?
>I met a woman, Cique, who dreamed of a white bird. That was you, wasn't it?
>The Giants believed that they could release impurities through dismemberment. Does that sound familiar to you?
>I did have a question to ask you... (Write in)
>Other
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>>944393
>>The Giants believed that they could release impurities through dismemberment. Does that sound familiar to you?
>>It's the ninth beast next. Can you tell me what to expect?
Artemis a cute and scary.

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Since the dawn of time, man has struck amongst himself. Many rationalized and made terms for deaths dealt by another...Homicide, Murder, Slay...

But in the cold end, man simply kills to kill. Well not all men. But you are one of the murderers. You cannot help yourself, it is your affliction of mentality.

>Where were you born?
>Who were your parents or parent?
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>>953973
>Where were you born?
Nod
>Who were your parents or parent?
Cain and Lillith
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>>954008

Sure, this works
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>>954008
Cold...Thats what it felt like when you were born. A feeling so blasphemous, that you did not even cry when you were unsheathed from your mother's womb. A blight light is sputtered unto you. A man drained of emotion looks upon the silent baby. Only a superficial ghost smile can be discerned.

"He is strong."

From there on, you were named Soalick. Your father Cain, built a kingdom of corruption which you and your family dwelled in. Many hardship was levied in a horrific bid in taxes to Cain.

Many years have passed. Which each day the mark Cain was cursed upon fades, robbing him of his immortality. He lays upon his death bed in these days for now.

Since were the seventh and youngest son of Cain, you were ignored after passing the age of welp.

>How was your childhood behorehand
>Who are your starting allies
>What is your special skill

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Oh shit nigger you're in some sort of magical cart race organized by some shadowy magical interdimensional organization. In space.

Currently you're Dick Laserfist, Time Police Robot, on your flying Time Toaster.

You're in 5th place now, what do you do?

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>>951252
punch self in face
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Race HARDER.
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>>951257
Dunno how this'd help, but sure

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I'm in my dorm room sitting on the computer browsing 4chan. Stationed at a military base in Indiana. I really want to explore Africa. Dubs gets to decide next move. Trips changes reality.
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>>951133
Hunt lions on the savannah with your bare hands
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>>951133
Hear the drums echoing tonight.
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>>951133
Bless the rains

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Please put in three votes for a race, not neccesarily from the chart, and three votes for our place, where our story will begin.
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>>947825
Dwarves
Mountains
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>>947825
Dwarves
Ruins
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>>947825
Fairy
Ruins

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You are mid-level employee at SN@KE BUSINESS, today is Monday (boo! haha) and you have a busy day today, especially if you want to impress your new boss. You’ve heard he has a reputation for meanness. You crack your knuckles, time to get started!

In three days you and everyone inside this building will die in a gas leak. This cannot be prevented, this cannot be brought up, and this cannot be avoided. No matter your actions, you will die.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nxFnk5xeCR4

It is 9:30 AM, you were a little late this morning, the new boss might have something to say about that. You glance at the check-in, it displays your name:

>what’s your name?
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>>944872
Jones Raminez
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>>944882
"RAMINEZ!"

You hear a voice shout, you wince as you turn around to see a friendly face. It wasn't that Lee Fox was a bad person, he had a peculiar personality and was nice enough, but just tried way too hard to be liked.

"Hey Lee..."

"Jonesy did you meet the new boss? He's a hard cunt" Lee giggled "the Stone sisters are trying to get Earnest in trouble"

"Why?"

"I dunno" Lee shrugged, smiling in a way that just too... something, loud?

"You gonna help?" he asks, you have actual shit to do, and Earnest is really a great guy, but the real work is boring and Ernie's reaction could be funny...

>Help the Stones mess with Ernie
>Do you job
>write-in
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>>944909
>Help the Stones mess with Ernie

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You are Paxious Dromus, and that Flesh Raider just knocked out a Jedi Master and pulled out a lightsaber.

Shit.

Eri’Ta goes down clutching her arm, her own blaster bolt deflected back at her. Ria narrows her eyes and holds her practice saber close to herself, ready to defend against anything. Nazz takes a step forward with her blade held outward, ready to charge. Jac grimaces holding out his practice saber unsteadily, shaking.

The creature begins to walk forward towards an unconscious Master Retsma, with what you can only assume is a grin on its face. That low rhythmic rumble sounds from its gut in a chuckle like a jammed landing gear and it drags the blue lightsaber it yields on the ground, slicing through some of the brush as it approaches the sleeping Jedi.

What will you do?

> Charge!
> Form a perimeter around it! Protect Master Retsma!
> Retreat!
> Write-in
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>>944844
Could we try force pushing the saber into the guy so he stabs himself?
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>>944853
That's generally a tough move to pull off, especially on another Force Sensitive.

Would be a pretty high DC although it might get him to focus less on Retsma to deal with you.

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