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>/qst/ Thread Archive: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Beyond%20the%20Gate
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>Character list (Incomplete): http://pastebin.com/ffH25ciB

The walk to the castle is short, and thankfully uneventful.

You're beginning to appreciate the times when things are quiet. Uneventful means uninteresting, yes. But it also means not getting stabbed or ruining your brand new pajamas...

Unfortunately, uneventful also means getting nothing done. You get the feeling that Altea will want to respond to this attack in some way, so you doubt this quiet will last.

You pretty much zombie-walk the whole way, still not quite awake yet. It isn't until you're nearing the gates that something dawns on you.

"Wait... why is everyone going to the castle?" You ask.

...

"Safest place in the city, after there's just been a demon attack... gee I wonder why" Katherine says.
"Ahh, give him a break. He's still half asleep" Vance says. "If I remember right, You're usually no spring chicken this early either"
"That's... yeah, that's true" Katherine says.

"We'll be spending some time here... after all that's happened" Fran says.
"Oh" You say, as you reach the front gate.

>Do they serve breakfast this early?

>Go see Altea

>See if Cheska can decrypt the note

>Other

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After managing to get the truth from Uryu you and the gang are preparing your departure to the Ishida mansion.
As you stand up from the rather comfortable couch you look at the others and speak up.

''Okay, I think we should decide who actually gets to come...''

Neliel looks at you in a weird way.
"What do you mean?
Obviously we all go!"

In response you simply shake your head.
''I'm afraid not.
We've been leaking reiatsu all over the place for a while now.
If the bounts ever decide to get revenge for taking out their associates they'll find this place easily.''

''You're presuming much there pal.''
Isshin speaks up.
''We're not as defenseless as you think we are.''

''Really?
I just assumed that you'd rather not endanger your family.
If you truly believe that you could fend off any number of attackers alone then feel free to do so...''

He scratches the back of his head and admits defeat.
''Yeah... I guess it's better to be safe than sorry.''

''Good. Glad we cleared that up.''
You look at your friends.
''So... any volunteers?''

Harribel raises her hand.
''Actually I wanted to stay out of this anyway.
I... don't feel like going out again...''

Neliel looks at her in shock.
''Are you serious?''

''I am.''

Neliel looks at the other hollows in the room and her eyes linger on you for an especially long time.
''Well... I guess staying here would be a much more pleasant experience.
I'll stay as well."

Masaki claps her hands together.
"Oh that's wonderful!
We can have some lady time while the boys are out on their business trip!"

Isshin slowly shuffles to your side.
"Welp. I guess I'll be going with you fellas then!"

But before he'd get too comfortable Masaki grabs him by the ear.
"Not so fast!
You'll be staying right here Mister!''

''Y-yes Dear!''
Isshin admits defeat while looking like a beaten dog.
You almost feel sorry for the man but you're glad it's not you who has to stay behind the ladies.

Dante smashes his fist into his palm and expresses his joy.
''Alright!
This is gonna be awesome! Three generations of badasses hunting vampires!
I'm so pumped!''

You smile and turn to the door but you feel a hand on your shoulder pulling you back.
Turning your head, you see Tatsuki behind you.

''I wanna come as well.''

''Why?''

''Whatever Masaki has planned doesn't interest me.
And after the whole Tsukishima incident I have a lot of frustration to vent.''


Dante bumps your side and whispers into your ear.
''Hey!
Let's bring her along.''

>Bring Tatsuki
>Leave her behind
>Other? (write-in)

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Previous: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/893344/
Char Sheet: http://pastebin.com/fUKdUWLF
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K3bZKbMlgJg
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The Moment before a fight, the second before a battle. It can stretch on like a night with friends or a journey to somewhere far away. My heart is beating in my chest, like a drum sounding for war and my anger feels like the touch of a newly sharpened blade dipped in a winter stream, cold and focused. This feeling is familiar, I'm aware of practically every detail around me, how the air dances around me, the sounds of the branches rustling above my head, the grave chill of these forgotten tombs.

Tosen is standing beside me, his breathes short and controlled, as he holds his blade in an obvious defensive stance. The parts of his face I can see are contorted with worry and apprehension. I hear gravel scrapping under his sandals as he changes his posture, his movements slow to my eyes. He's getting ready to strike.

I turn my eyes back to the Quincy. I'll admit, I didn't study too much on them, so I'm a little out of my depth here, not like that has stopped me before. I might not know much, but I'm fairly certain she should be in the ground dead, unless I'm remembering wrong. Her blue eyes shine beneath her hair, almost like her spirit itself, nearly exactly the same color as the glowing bits of Reiryoku around her.

She's aiming for my head, with the same grin and mad look in her eyes that Kotei constantly wears. Her finger's resting on the trigger. I feel my heart begin to speed up, as the world begins to leave the moment I've been watching like a fine peace of art.

Smoke is filling the graveyard, from the craters and holes she made in it. And the parts of it not blown to dust are covered in blood, slowly flowing and dripping down from trees and gravestones. Puddles of it have formed at my feet.

I take a breath, dropping my Zanpakuto to my side, narrowing my eyes as the wind dies, my pony tail falling still as the Quincy's laughter fills my ears, as she squeezes the trigger.

This place is heavy with the scent of spilt blood, and the horrible stench of gunpowder, just like that last stand. The last stroke of this painting. I'm sure Aya would love to sketch it if she could. Gritting my teeth in Fury at this haughty bitch and the damned thing she's pointing at me, I take a step, my mind blanking off all thoughts but fighting and killing her for wielding that coward's tool.

I have a feeling this is going to be a long and hard fight. Might actually die here. Heh.
Cont

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As the rear hatch of the dropship whines open Field Commander Conrad’s voice comes over the team’s coms as you see the ship begin to slow, “This is your stop, in an effort to avoid drawing attention to the survivors in Dorchester we won’t be landing. If you have any last minute questions about the Op now iss the time to sate your curiosity. If not…” The man gestures out the back of the ship. “Get in, rendezvous with Mr. Culexus. Babysit him and get him back here for extraction alive and well. I expect you have a boring day ahead of you, but if shit does hit the fan… blow the fuck out of it.”

>Post your builds and ask any questions you have.

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The continuing story of violence and desperation.

Ash continues to sit on your back, legs pinning your arms. She shifts her weight around, unsure of what exactly to do next. She just beat you. She just won. But she doesn't know how to be a winner. This i the first time she's ever won anything."So...like this? Is this okay?" She asks. "I just slide my tail into your port?"

"Hey, you're the winner. You decide how we do it." You reply. "I'm comfortable."

"Well...I...um..." She touches her black hair nervously.

"Still not sure you want to hack me?"

Ash sighs. The red camera pin-point in her eyes dart this way and that. "I...I...cant we just talk like this for a minute?"

"Sure thing angel. What do you want to talk about?"

"Well...I suppose its complicated. And silly. Like most things about me...but let me just start by saying thank you Lesath. I was worried play fighting with you and pretending to beat you would...I dunno, be sort of pathetic. But I really had fun Lesath. I felt that hunger for domination we all have satisfy itself a little. I feel...like a real Queen of Hell." Her demonic tail wags happily, brushing against your bare legs.

"Anytime angel." You brush your cheek against her red thigh wrapped in crisscrossing bands of snakeskin patterned fabric. "I'll be your throne anytime."

Her red cheeks grow even redder.

"You made me feel so great..." She sniffs back tears. "...And I just want you to know that I'm thankful, very, very, thankful. I don't know if I can ever pay you back for everything you've done...that mechanic job you helped set up for me doesn't pay anything like what you earn fighting...but I'll try!...So what's been bothering me is this...I feel like hacking you. I mean of course I do, we're all fighting gynoids, that's how we're built. But whenever I stop to really think about it I remember that we were made...not to want to hack for our sake but for the sake of our builders, if that makes any sense..."

You nod. "It does."

-cont

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Archive:

http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=Tuffle%20Quest

>You are Maple Son-Mahogany, one of two young Tuffle twins thrown at Earth starting in early Dragon Ball by your "father," Dr. Raichi

>"Canon" had already taken a sharp turn from the "norm" when you began, and through your actions, choices, and dialogue, took even further turns from the "norm," and will probably continue to do so

>Stats and dice mechanics are used, and can be explained again as needed

>Let's all try to have some fun, ok?

And a pastebin: http://pastebin.com/ZqciGHnQ

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aO_Lpb2f6d4

Last time, on Dragon Ball Tuffle Quest Z! You took some time to relax with your friends and family, checking in with Chuu Lee as she trains Videl, getting Gohan and Peppa to learn how to use the Raio-ken, and meeting with Trip to learn what you need to take on the next step along the Noble Eightfold Path. And so you’ve thought about this conundrum...

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Last time on EDQ, we went into Civ Mode, tried to reduce racial tensions, and other shit.

Twitter: QuestingQM

As you talk with Kryos, you get a good and accurate idea on what to do... Apparently if you just promote equality and that every race is equal in their own way, eventually things should go back to normal. You thank him, and leave.

A week passes.

Elizabeth's belly is extremely big, and you suspect she cannot see her toes. She is also unable to walk for very long without needing to sit down or rest, and is growing increasingly hungry and carnivorous... Her belly is also as hard as iron right now. You suspect that by late January she'll be unable to be moved...

Your troops are being deployed to Vietnam!

You have not heard back from Charlemagne or Renexizia about Korea.

Your mom is also preparing to leave for her dimension.

Racial tensions seem to be dying down a little bit, and there are no longer any protests or riots...

You and the Kobold Legate seem to be getting along quite well, drinking together when you have time off, talking about women, that sort of thing.

Mikhal seems to be pissed off at you, and is avoiding you. You suspect that it's because you let him get beat up, and didn't attend his birthday party. You also note he's spending more time by himself.

You also sense Chrysoula is getting impatient with you not making her a big beautiful walk in closet fit for a minotaur. She's taken to headpatting you condescendingly.
Frankizka just seems a little reserved, reading books, and trying to spend time with you. She also seems to have become more proficient at summoning the undead.
Elizabeth is.... Well, still being as nice as she can. Occassionally she gets up to make you tea or read stories to the slave children. Who's parents may of been eaten by her.
She's also rather fond of mentioning "Christmas" around you, and is hinting at you to get her something for Christmas.

Treasury: 5$ Million

National Actions (3)

>Encourage Industry!
>Construct government buildings!
>Deal with a issue!
>Try some diplomacy!
>Oversee how the invasion in Korea is doing!
>Appoint a general in charge of the Vietnam Conflict!
>Try to increase your armed forces!
>Appoint a new minister!
>Check party popularity! (NEW due to having a spy master!)
>Check your popularity!
>Check risk of terrorism/assassination! (NEW due to having a spy master!)
>Hire some spies in a foreign nation!
>See if your spies have uncovered anything!
>Research something!
>Preform diplomacy with a nation!
>Try to build up your religion some more!
>Try to spread Latin culture!
>Reform the government!
>Visit the university!
>Call a cabinet meeting!
>Develop your palace further!
>Write-In

Personal Actions! (2)

>Spend time with a wife!
>Hang out with the Kobold Legate!
>See Mikhal?
>You should spend time with your mom... She's leaving soon...
>See one of your friends?
>See one of your cabinet members?
>Try to get Christmas presents! (UNIQUE)
>Write-In

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Welcome to Fantasy Civ quest - anybody can join in at any time, so let's have fun.

Here's our discord where we handle direct communications/secrets.
https://discord.gg/fNwhBwd
Rules and lore for the Quest can be found in these two pastebins:
http://pastebin.com/etm1V11S
http://pastebin.com/JeLgCpu6
Archive:
http://pastebin.com/sJUQB60g

All factions please give an update on your current assets.

Year 580 - if you haven't done projects or are unsure what happened, check the last thread
>>905953


>>Population:14369k
>>Food production:9/10
>>Food stockpiles:9/10
>>Resources:8/10
>>Trade:8/10
>>Finances:8/10
>>Morale:8/10

>>Buildings: House of Lords,Grand Temple, barracks, monuments,classical,arched, domed temples, sewers,watermills,hospitals, baths;
>>Economy:stanartised manoral agriculture,stable currency
>>Culture:good festivals and folk culture, Codex books, dragonslaying, medium arts, warrior cult, Timor's Eve, Batahmas pilgrimages, calendar
>>Technology:heavy plough,horse collar,water mill,sewers,stirrups,improving metallurgy,advancing medicine,improving natural science,improving mechanics,medium crafts,improving textiles,advancing fishing,compass
>>Government:Feudal Contract, improving bureaucracy, Town Watch,Legisature, trial of ordeal, elective monarchy, Council, Holy Pantheonic Empire;improving medicine
>>Magic: MAGA,medium golemancy,improving alchemy,advancing enchantments, improving spellweaving
>>Military:3 advance,3 defence ,3 skirmish, 1 mobile legions; various local miltias and faction troops
>>Navy:50 dromons, 30 longships
>>Religion: old gods shamanism, Pantheon worship, Virism


>A.Food production & growth
>B.Culture & religion
>C.Construction
>D.Military
>E.Government & laws
>F.Exploration & colonization
>G.Research & development
>H.Navy
>I.Diplomacy & war
>J.Magical matters
>K.Other

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Part 1: >>902519

~~~Episode 3: Smoke and Mirrors~~~


Your name is Belinda Artemisa. Your friends call you Bee.


And you are the fastest woman alive.


The past two days have been a wild ride, with Wednesday bringing you face-to-face for the second (and hopefully last) time with Doctor Caitlin Snow. Thursday brought a deeper friendship with your study partner, the raven hair beauty Dyna, and an emotional heart-to-heart with your best friend and bespectacled roommate, Tabby. The concert last night would have been a good end to the day if Robert Rathaway hadn’t come to play, transforming the entirety of downtown Central City into a lunatic mob until you stopped them.


You know what? Friday night isn’t going too swell, either. The thought crosses your mind just as a fist made of pure darkness socks you in the gut and sends you flying, robbing your lungs of air. Fighting a Meta literally composed of shadow stuff at night is going right on your list of truly terrible, horrible ideas.


Yeah, things could be going better.


“Leave me alone, Flywheel.” A voice echoes from the darkness, a sound like a hundred layered voices speaking in unison from the alley where you chased it, “You don’t have any idea what’s going on here.”


“Then…ow…then *explain* it to me!” you wheeze, staggering to your feet. “If you tell me why you’ve been hurting so many people this past month, I…”

You see the thing move in the darkness, and you realize it’s done talking.

>COMBAT: You have two gauges, Hit Points (HP) and Kinetic Potential (KP). Kinetic Potential is built by actively absorbing energy from organic (less effective) or inorganic (more effective, but usually more difficult) sources, and is also built up by sustaining damage. KP fuels actions, with weak, moderate, strong and lethal moves being written in and performed by rolling 1d100 and using 25, 50, 75, or 100% of the KP gauge, respectively.

An onyx tendril slices towards your chest, and you only have a second to react...but to you, that’s all the time in the world…

>HP: 92% /// KP: 16%

>A: Catch the tendril, absorb what you can (roll 1d100 for success, high risk).

>B:Dodge the tendril and try to touch some of the dark patches where this guy’s power seems to be gathering (roll 1d100 for success, low risk).

>C: Dodge as best you can, study its moves to see if you can find a weak point (roll 2d100, low risk).

>D: Try to reason with him, one last time. Write-in. (roll 1d100, no risk).

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You are Princess Pamilla, the first in line for the throne after your father for the Kingdom of Pan. Born and raised in the castle, you've had meager interaction with society and its inhabitants. One might even call you a bit of a hermit. Seventeen years had passed, your parents sheltering you from the evils of the world as you grow and discover what small corner of the world you inhabit. Your eighteen birthday approaches, the date your father promised a gift of land and the beginning of your fledgling rule. Despite setbacks in the game of life, you've spent your first seventeen years counting down the days your father would pass down a portion of his kingdom as well as

>learning the ways of the sword [Daring]
>hiding from terrifying court advisers and creepy potential suitors [Timid]
>studying texts and artifacts in your mother's vast archive [Inquisitive]
>commanding your servants as practice for when you're finally queen! [Authoritative]

Life was fine and dandy, you were readying yourself to enter the real world as your parents awaited each day with anxiety and anticipation, until one abrupt knock to the head in your chambers cut it all short.

Once you wake up, the darkness refuses to leave your vision. Sounds of water drops and a draft blowing reach your ears, and the ground is cold, hard, and damp. Panic begins to rise in your chest as your mind assesses your situation. Your first instinct is to...

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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!

Currently, you had just gotten off a rather major skirmish near the Straits of Malacca, where you managed to rescue Saratoga, Hazelwood, and Indianapolis from an Abyssal blockade. However, Indianapolis, apparently having been a prisoner to the Abyssals, had been heavily damaged during her captivity. So bad that Akashi was surprised she was even alive, and she immediately requested some emergency support overseas. The Admiral agreed and Shen and Vita would be flown over on an overnight flight.

By the time you got back to Yokosuka, it was already starting to get dark. You basically decided on your own that you'd break the news to Portland in the morning. No sense getting her worked up now.

For that night, you decided to stay with...

>...Indianapolis in the drydock.
>...Portland in the recovery ward.
>...the other destroyers.
>...Anna.
>Other

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>Continuing after a busy span

The 5th period of the second age, in the country of Almace, a tumultuous time of change. In the face of rampant unchecked magic and denizens of that strange realm, a pushback comes as normal, good God-fearing folk turn to faith in these trying times and reject the weird and fantastical. The Church provides the guiding light, not the false song of witches or those that dwell in the woods.

You are Alicia, a mid-20s human in this world. Unfortunately you are afflicted with that terrible disease of lycanthropy, and have become an alchemist by necessity, hoping to find relief in the mixed substances of the natural world. Some would seek to turn metals to gold, or to create an elixir of life, but you just want to cure your affliction so you can return home... some day.

As it stands though, for various reasons including your disease, you are a wanted criminal living on the run. You hope to clear your name and find a cure, and maybe then your life can return to some semblance of normalcy.

>An open-ended quest in the sandbox of a Renaissance-era world.

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You awaken in an abandoned castle, which appears to be around the year of 1873, with no idea who you are. You are blind, yet you can somehow feel the area around you. You feel a cold presence around you, and can see three weapons next to you, being held by skeletal hands. Your choices are;

>A sword, which is used to cut enemies to pieces

>A blunderbuss, soaked in the blood of others

>A whip, which has it's tip covered in a poison

You may only go with one, you have ten minutes to choose.

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> MYRMIDO <
> The Outer Rings <

You stand with Captain Ozgen on the bridge. There, an Ensign is working to hail the local defense fleet, a smattering of absolutely ancient Conestoga-class ships. Revolutionary when they were introduced... almost a century ago. Ensign Evans looks back to the Captain, a comm headset on her head and a data monocle over her eye. “Sir. Three ships from Myrmido's CDF Fleet. The CDF Fidanza, the CDF Gould, and the CDF Montero. We're hailing them now.”

“Alright, Ensign.” Captain Ozgen groans a little, leaning back in his captain's chair. “Look at that, Lieutenant. Have you ever seen anything more sorry than a trio of old transports being pressed into defense service?”

“I don't know, Captain. I was never Fleet,” you say honestly.

He sighs. “Poor things. Thankfully, it doesn't seem like the Bugs have too much of a presence around here. So we should be fine.”

“Sir.” Ensign Evans calls to him again. “We have positive frequency, we're now patching it through.”

“This is Captain Braeburn of the CDF Montero. We'll escort you into Myrmido's orbit.” One of the Ensign's scrunches her nose at the word “escort.” She makes air quotes to her friend, who quietly giggles at the thought of being “escorted” by CDF personnel. “Stand by.” The old Conestogas are much smaller and much less manueverable than ever the Rodger Young-class Transport Corvettes. But even so, they could hold off a bug assault through sheer armor and gumption alone.

“Thank you, Captain Braeburn,” says Captain Ozgen politely. “We're planning to send down some MWI personnel including some MI troopers to Myrmido's local colony.”

“Roger.” Myrmido's green valleys and fields come into view as you near the planet. It's enough to take your breath away. You fold your arms. It's been so long since you've been here. “Please be aware, Myrmido's an active combat zone. We have CDF personnel working to root out the last remnants of the Bugs and some of their Skinny auxiliaries.

“Lieutenant?” You blink, then takes a breath. “Lieutenant.” Oh. Right. “Lieutenant. You gonna head down there?”

> “In a bit. I want to check in with my staff first.”
> “Yeah. Let's go.”
> Other

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Shinobi Quest #54

This quest takes place within the lands of the Five Great Shinobi Nations (aka Narutoverse) starting roughly around the beginning of the original series. The world of this quest remains similar to the original, with slight but notable differences in certain areas, based upon the passage of time from a single slightly altered event.

(It’s a goddamn Naruto Quest, you bastards. Have fun, participate, and write in when you feel inclined. Most of the outcomes of this quest will be determined by you, the players. Critiques and questions are always welcome, as my knowledge of the weeby shit is not all encompassing.)

http://pastebin.com/WiPdCqLH
Previous Threads: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=Shinobi%20Quest

Last thread, Tsuki Norihime interacted with many of her friends and allies, as Konoha’s recovery began. After spending time with Fuu, you took Hinata with you to cheer up Itachi-sensei, discovering your potential ANBU candidacy in the process. Later, you spent time with Danzo, who reunited you with a friend thought lost, along with some important keepsakes. You spoke at length about the revival of ROOT, and the old shinobi requested that you take a direct role in it’s future.

Busy days lie ahead…..