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>>944964
>Old pilot reporting
http://pastebin.com/dQaNJnXK

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part 122

>>939558

The UB-EDGE attacks May, Machinedramon takes the hit for her.

>>939558
This masamune is actually a fake put here by THE Adventurer,
a mysterious character that pretends to be "the Choosen One"

Also, May decide to stop fighting Machinedramon
to have a share of those delicious snacks.

>>937794
Go on

You get off the floor and quickly pay yourself down.
Two legs, two arms, nothing rally out of the ordinary... your ears are kinda pointy, though. And there's something sharp on your back. You step over some unseen obstacles and press the button on the wall.
The lights turn on, and you see the room clearly.
Where you woke up was in the center of a circle of blood. Various symbols and circuit-like patterns spread out from it, all the way to the walls. Corpses in purple robes are strewn around the room. There's a door near the light switch.

What do you do?

>>937966
Check the corpses.

You wake from a deep, dreamless sleep. You are alone, curled up in a field of what feels like strings of stiff, upright yarn. You think on how you got here, and instantly a cold chill runs up your spine. Best not to right now, it can put you in the midst of a panic attack if you become stuck on it. You are not cold, but realize again that you are naked! Immediately after realizing that, you notice the yarn-like grass curling around most of your body, and it startles you, causing you to scramble to your feet. It is too dark to really see any detail of your body, and almost by pure instinct you try to run your fingers through your hair, only to find that you are completely bald! In fact, upon further explorations, you find that there is not a single hair on your body. As you stand there feeling yourself up, you feel the yarn-grass curl around your feet, so you shuffle them and are released without any noticeable resistance or pain. Your fear of this alien ground eases as you find it isn't harming you in any way, giving you the confidence to focus on yourself again.

You think about who you are, avoiding thoughts about the journey here because the shock of it is still fresh, and your name simply escapes you.


[WHAT IS YOUR NAME?]

>>943648
Mikael Kings

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After some standing in the dark, thinking of your name, you remember that it is Mikael Kings. All you have on you is your physical body, and your sense of self, and even that is shaky right now.

SURROUNDINGS: --- 'Entry Point'
You are standing in a field of what you will call 'yarn-grass'. It is very short, only about the height of your ankles, and already the yarn-grass surrounding your feet has curled up against them. You can't see much detail in this darkness, but the landscape is illuminated by a large, full moon. There is what looks to be a road a mile in front of you. You don't feel confident in labeling the cardinal directions for now. This road leads to foot hills, and beyond that, how far you cannot tell, large mountains. Looking to your left the yarn-grass field extends outwards beyond your vision, and to your right it follows the road to the foot hills. Looking behind you, there is what looks like a forest but again due to it being night you can't tell for sure, all you see consists of short spires with branches and stuff covering them.

You stand up, a sense of overwhelming contempt washing over you. As you watch the woman writhing on the floor, practically foaming at the mouth in her rage, you can’t help but spit out the words that come to your lips.

“Destroy me? I saw your undead legions, the rotting husks. Rembrandts reproduced in fingerpaints, all of them! They are a trunkful of puppets for a one-handed puppetmaster, and you are a pretender unto the throne!"
The rail-thin woman recoils as if struck, her tirade against you cut off at once as she stares at you, openmouthed. You feel that perhaps you’ve said too much.

“Pretender?” she speaks quietly but feverishly, staring at the ground. “I do not pretend. I saw it stand I saw him there, moving, standing, eating, yes he ate he stood I rose him back.” Her gaze flicks upward to you, and she speaks again.

“Do not speak of what you do not know!” Though the words are the same, her tone is less certain, and lacks the venom, the crazed quality it had earlier. “I studied the ancient books, they spoke of how it was and I studied them. I understood how it could be and I made it, I made him! You cannot call me a pretended when I have raised the dead and you have not, harlot!”
She spits at you, but from her awkward position all she does is spray spittle on your shins. Still gross. You leave her to dial back the crazy for now, and sit back at the front desk, thinking about your options.
>try to find Ulysses’ grimoire and get out of here ASAP. It’s what you came here for, and you don’t have time or desire to deal with this nutcase.

>have Cat attempt to find a magic user nearby to help deal with this. You have no idea what the protocol here is. Are there magic police to sort this stuff out?
>call the cops and leave now. This has already spiraled out of control. Best to alert the cops to the bodies downstairs and leave before it gets worse somehow.

*****

MNQR #1 - http://archived.moe/qst/thread/7471
MNQR #2 - http://archived.moe/qst/thread/7662
MNQR #3 - http://archived.moe/qst/thread/8037
MNQR #4 - http://archived.moe/qst/thread/8293
MNQR #4: http://archived.moe/qst/thread/829337
MNQR #5: http://archived.moe/qst/thread/883824
And #6 is >>909378

Discord: https://discord.gg/GwB7T67
Come talk about ungulates and gamebreaking nonsense! It's a good time.

>>937058
>>call the cops and leave now. This has already spiraled out of control. Best to alert the cops to the bodies downstairs and leave before it gets worse somehow.
>try to find Ulysses’ grimoire and get out of here ASAP. It’s what you came here for, and you don’t have time or desire to deal with this nutcase.

>>937058
>Check her bindings and do another loop
>Try to wipe your blood from the thing's mouth and wherever else it might have fallen
>Go look for the book and any other interesting thing you might find
>Do remember to clean your fingerprints from everything you touched
>Call the cops from a public payphone

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>What is this quest?

Alchemical Blade Prequel Quest, a quest set in the Modern version of Creation from the Exalted setting, focusing on how the robotic Alchemical Exalted came to be within the setting. If you love hints of Cyberpunk and high action quests, then you may enjoy this quest.

>Who are we?

The quest is mainly going to be played out in flashbacks, in which during the flashbacks we take control of the Moonsilver caste Alchemical Exalted Junpaku Hibiki, while in the current time you play as “Anonymous”. The game will take place within the city of Versino within the central continent of Creation Meruvia. Labelled as a dangerous and murderous science experiment gone rogue, you need to evade forces of the mightiest army within Creation sprinkled with the powerful Elemental supersoldiers known as the Dragonblooded, trying to find out who is responsible for what you’ve become and how to escape their clutches once and for all.

>Alchemical? Moonsilver? I don’t know anything about Exalted, much less Modern Exalted...

I’ve made this quest to be as friendly to newbies as possible, and I also see it as an introductory guide to the World of Modern Exalted. You can google “1d4chan Exalted” for information on the general vanilla setting, but what I’ll be using is the Modern Version of Exalted as shown in “Shards of the Exalted Dream” book, in where its Alchemicals are quite different than those of Vanilla Exalted. Feel free to ask any question about Exalted in the thread and I will do my best to answer it.

>Archive?

http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=Alchemical+Blade+Quest

>System?

Dicepool system. When performing an action, everyone rolls a number of d10’s based on what the action is (I will list the pools for most actions, but if you want to have a roll for an action, ask and I’ll make the dicepool for it). The first roll is the one that’ll be used, but if someone makes another roll for a different action and more people vote for that, I’ll be using that one instead.

>This seems hella complicated, is there any way you can boil things down for me?

http://pastebin.com/NexXpPC1

>XP?

Favored Attributes cost 4 XP per dot to increase (Underlined on stat sheet when released) while non-favored ones cost 5 XP. Abilities themselves cost 3 XP per dot to increase naturally. All charms cost 6 XP per purchase with Dedicated slots costing 4 XP each and General ones costing 6 XP each. At the end of every “mission” (In game objectives set by either me or some goal the audience desires) you will be presented with a possible acquisition list of charms. Experience can also be gained by developing the character, learning about the world, or just in general things people find interesting.

>Twitter?

@Sandact6

>Where can I yell at you and your players?

https://discord.gg/wuGZxyN

>>937498
>- Talk to Mochire, he knows about the occult so maybe he can shed some light on just what the hell John Doe is.

Out of everyone in that encounter, Mochire seems to be the only one who actually understands the occult in your group, well at least currently with Osvald out of commission. Peeling yourself up off the ground, you head back down into the hotel to see where you can find Mochire.

After spending several minutes looking for him, you manage to find him on one of the middle floors of the hotel, where upon stepping into the room is like walking into the laboratory of a mad scientist or sorcerer. Telsa coils in the corners of the room arch electricity while Mochire remains in the center of the room, listening to ancient music on an old fashioned boom box while twirling a pencil around in one hand, holding an leather bound tome in the other hand.

“...I have no idea where to even begin asking.” you comment in bewilderment as you walk into the room.

Mochire places down the book in his hand and begins spinning around in the room. “Those coils are for my sorcerous experiments, this book is what I got from Tempesta, the radio I found in an abandoned antique store, Father Marcellius helped me with the desks, and I’m on this floor as right now I want to be as far away from Wendy as possible right now.”

“Yea no kidding...” you mutter to yourself.

Mochire stops spinning around in his chair for a second, turning to look towards you. “What about you? How are you holding up? Ever since you came back from that operation you appear to be rather distant. Wendy hasn’t been giving you shit since then has she?”

“No, if anything we stayed far away from each other.” you reply.

“Then what’s the problem? Are you upset about that thing she did to accuse your sister?” Mochire asks.

- “Honestly Mochire I’m not even sure what makes sense anymore.”

- “Wendy is good at rooting out snakes I admit, but it can’t be Shouko. We have no ties to the Meruvian government.”

- Other

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>>936577
"We're not leaving Flitter behind," you tell Kat and, more importantly, Nathan. "I'm not doing this as the kind of person who leaves her friends to die. Plus I have a reasonable suspicion that if we asked Lora to deal with Jack, she wouldn't."

"Why not?" Nathan asks.

"She lets ghosts exist in the first place, Nate. Do you really think she's in the business of telling others what to do with their deaths? She was going to let John go until he /asked/ to die."

Nate, Kat, and Whisper shift uncomfortably at that, but nod, one after the other.

"So we're going to go get Flitter, and then we're going after the /Lonesome Dirge/," you tell them. "Whisper, please return to my sister and inform her that we need a way of detecting an immortal."

"Aye ma'am," the explorer shadow answers, snapping a crisp salute. She zips away, and you put a hand on the weapon rack next to you and sigh deeply.

"I'm sorry," Kat murmurs, at your feet. You look down and see your shadow curled up around her witchlight with a guilty cringe.

"You didn't do anything wrong, Kat," you murmur. "Thank you for speaking up."

"Bri, I -"

"Don't you start either, Nathan."

"...Okay," the Hero agrees, after a moment. "Do we want to get back abovedecks?"

"Yeah. Let's do that."

You make your way back up, leaving Scribbles below to talk with her new - let's say 'friend', for the moment, and try not to dwell too long on what's going to happen later if she falls in love and you have to kill the ship.

You do have to kill the ship. Don't you?

A sullen sailor informs you after awhile that the ship has taken on supplies, and you get your companions (minus Scribbles) to join you at the helm.

"Do you know where the island is with Flitter on it?" you ask, plainly.

"I can navigate us there," Emily confirms, with confidence. "It's going to be a bit."

"That's fine. Get with the helmsman and set a course. We're getting a move on."

A flurry of orders gets passed through the crew. Somewhere in the bustle of getting ready to cast off, Rachael comes back on deck and gets involved in the process, which is good because it stops the crew from giving you their hateful and/or confused glares.

This is going to be a long trip.

> Go try to make peace with Rachael
> Experiment with Reunion
> Mingle with the crew
> Write-in?

AND

> Send Catherine and Emily to wrangle Canopus once you get to the island
> Keep the Chosen with you

>>936685
> Experiment with Reunion
By interacting with the blade, it would show Rachael that we're not wholly unappreciative about the gift. Really, really pissed about the circumstances that surrounded getting it, but making the sword useable would be a decent starting point to douse the fires we set in tbe bridge.

> Keep the Chosen with you
I'm not extremely into splitting the party to face an immortal being known for being cunning

>>936685
>> Experiment with Reunion
>> Keep the Chosen with you

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>>937156
first for best girl

New bread!

Hi Gobble!

Yay, time for pokemon

>>936229
make a sci-fi quest about a hunky man banging alien chicks and guys.
On a serious note, hack the White House

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>>936233
OK. Hacking the White House now.

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What the-

>>942280
Forfeit 10% of the holdings as inheritance tax. Does not matter when we are, selling land wholesale is a surefire way to loose Nobility.
"When I was a child, I spake as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child: but when I became a man, I put away childish things."
Also, what is the Date? important for knowing appropriate behavior.

>forfeit 10% of the land

>>942287
1454. Please, do not expect me to be seriously historically accurate. I only have a laymans idea what is going on at this time and location.

>>900280
>>900280
Here's a link to last thread.

>>937194
>I'll stay behind and be your steward in your stead for you.

>>937194
>I’ll stay behind
Welcome back.

>>936471
>Search your room for items.

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>>936492
Her room is pretty bare. Erika's parents always thought she was a bit strange. All she has is a bookshelf with a birdcage on it, her computer, and a bed.

She rummages around at your request though.

"This is my pet bird. He's a bit of a chubster, and his name is Tito. This is my pet rock. Rocks cannot be chubby, but I'm sure he would be a chubster if they could!"

A voice rings out. It's Erika's mother, requesting she hurry up and get to school.

>>936514
Take bird and go to school

So I'm sorry about the impromptu hiatus, things got fucky for a while with my ISP and computer, but I THINK things are worked out now. I plan to run this today for a while, and feel free to tell me how awful I am for being gone so long.

"Remember, trespassing into the girl's dorms, either after lights-out or without an escort, is grounds for punishment. Of course, I will be the one responsible for punishing you, and I will run you into the ground. I will emphasize this... do not GET CAUGHT... in this situation." Satoru looks at you and your male classmates with a small grin.

Robert has perked up and is actually looking at Satoru for once. Melvin (the small longsword Demon Weapon boy) stutters out, "Why are you being so specific, sir?"

Satoru shrugs, shifting the unlit cigarette in his mouth from one side to the other. "We just have rules here, is all. Don't get caught breaking them, and we're fine."


>"There's that line again... what if we don't get caught?"
>"I think I understand, sir."
>"Are you subtly trying to encourage us to sneak into the girls dorm, sir?"
>Stay silent.
>Write-in?

>>933469
>>"I think I understand, sir."

Rolled 29, 42 = 71 (2d50)

Hey, you're back! Justin time for the old one to die.

>>933398
Is that any way to address your captian, soldier!? Just kidding.
Actually I'm being hunted by goblins and found this badge in an old house.
Sorry for the bad joke, I have no idea what's going on.

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>>933722
He lowers his gun, then salutes.
He says his name is Major Patch, a high-ranking officer of the Rebel Army (higher than Captain, even). He says he's been stuck here ever since the Coblins invaded their small outpost. He was able to get away, but Captain Novem and two ensigns were captured as prisoners.
He also mentions that you look like a knight, and asks where you're from, since this place is far away from any human civilization.

What now?

Inventory (10/10): AIR GUN(7), CHOCO CANDY, BUCKET w/ MICE(2) + BANANA, OLD CHEESE, RUG, KEYS, TWIGS(5), POSTER, SPEAR, BADGE

Rolled 39, 19 = 58 (2d50)

>>933813
I am a champion from the house on the lava.
Do you know anything about:
Dusty
David
The Fort mentioned in C. Novem's note
The Castle in the lava (same as fort?)
Where the nearest human civ is?
What kind of supplies you have?
Where is the rest of the rebel army?

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>>937198

For example, pic related is my quest's MC, whos magic theme is 'starry night' and outfit theme is 'young royalty', with purple as the main colour.
I'll take ideas for either of those things, and when there's enough floating around I'll hold a vote (if necessary) to cement the decision.

Other examples of magic themes: 'force shooter', 'lightning strike', 'forest song', 'hand puppets'
But less weird shit like an element ('ice') or a concept ('time') is totally welcome and probably less complicated as well!

Here's an important bit: the character must be an extrovert, and probably at least a bit cocky. Her magic and visual design might need to follow that, might not, I dunno.

Now throw me your ideas!

I'll be showing up sporadically, and this'll probably take a few days.

>>937198
huh... pre thread to design a character... I suppose that's one way to prevent char creation from bogging down a quests start.

uh...for magic themes... textiles/cloth?
as for the outfit to go with that...im thinking green... oh and maybe a pincushion on a belt to act as a scabbard for a sewing needle rapier...

>>937220
oh... a cocky one eh?
... apply sewing metaphors to time and space? stitches in time, folding space...