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You are a young human male. Well, you were one a few days ago. After your family discovered that you possess the wizard's gift, you are considered a human being no longer. As one of the few individuals with the potential to single-handedly raze cities and obliterate armies, you are considered to be something far greater.

Unfortunately, that kind of power comes at a price. Even though you are considered but a boy at the age of 16, you are no longer welcome in your former home and must settle somewhere else on your own. The idea of finding another town to live in is unappealing to you. For now, you would much rather do as most wizards do: Find a suitable place to construct your own tower and pursue the mysteries of the arcane world.

You have only a backpack full of basic supplies, the simple clothes on your back, and your considerable talents to achieve this task with. Perhaps that last part will help you with your task.

But before that, what exactly is it you are most gifted with?

>You can control the earth itself, molding soil and stone on a mass scale with relative ease.
>The minds of others are like an open book to you, and you can read and influence them with some effort.
>Nature itself bows to your will, trees and vines reshaping themselves to suit your whims.
>You are attuned with the dark energies of death itself and can snuff the lifeforce of lesser men and animate their empty husks to do your bidding.
>Your talents lie in animating constructs built in various shapes and sizes to fulfill almost any given task.
>Write-in (I will accept most things that are specific enough, with some exceptions like time.)

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You are a member and the prodigy of the KKK. Lesser klanmen look up to you with stunning admiration.
Perched atop the roof of the KKK's base of operations, you gaze down at the ghetto below.
Your black kill-count is just below that ever-so-sweet 500. Time to get to work.

What do you do?
>go inside
>check traps
>other (write-in)

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Welcome back, Kestrels, to the sixty-sixth installment of Mecha Space Pirate Quest. I'm your host, Wong, and today you are once again Admiral Roarke S. Starwind of the Iron Kestrels. Are we still on 16-Psyche?


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http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Mecha%20Space%20Pirate%20Quest
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Last time, Caesar yelled away his angst and got a new spear, Karen had fun coming up with ideas for innovative new systems, and you explored the remaining habitation colony of 16-Psyche and found something very interesting.

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OPENING CRAWL: http://brorlandi.github.io/StarWarsIntroCreator/#!/AKTjy2VjkQBEpB9AEgU-

> THE IMPERIAL STARSHIP GIRL OUTPOST ON DANTOOINE <

You are the Admiral of a newly formed squadron -fleet as they may call it- of Starship Girls. And the past few weeks have been nothing except brilliant. Why?

Because you get to sit on your bum all day in a nice comfy chair while they do the hard work! No wonder people love Starship Girls. They do most of the heavy lifting for the Empire in fighting those ghouls called the Yuuzhan Vong. Sure, they may come home tired and a bit damaged but there's nothing those baths they call repair docks can't fix. A load of bacta and some kind of energy whatever really hits the spot for them. And even though Dantooine is probably one of the most boring posts in the Empire, that doesn't mean it's not the most beautiful spot. Temperate climate, rolling hills and grass, and beautiful skies for days.

And that's not even page one.

“Sir.” R2-F4, your trusty but incredibly sardonic astromech rolls up to you as you lean back in your chair, reading your book on tactical theory. This Thrawn guy, you'd like to meet him, he sounds like a decent bloke. “Sir.” You look over at him. “The girls are back.”

“Ah, good, good,” you say. “Send my regards, will you?”

F4 whirls his dome around to your door, then back at you. “Sir. Can I ask you something?”

“No, I can't scrap you because apparently you're too expensive to replace,” you say. Not really, astromechs are dime a dozen, but you can't replace F4.

“Oh. Great. That's lovely,” he says back. “No, sir. It's about the girls.”

“Oh, what is it?” you ask. “Did Tellstar run headlong into the garbage compactor again?”

“No, sir. Resolute has talked to me and has explained that she and the girls feel slightly overworked.”

You squint at him. “... overworked.”

“Yes.”

“It's only been a few weeks.”

“A few weeks of nonstop sortieing and constantly damage being taken. Arc Hammer reports that you're also almost out of Instant Repair Buckets as well.”

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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.

===============

Myrddin pushes up his glasses and smirks. You just look at him and raise an eyebrow.

"Any particular reason for the dramatic posing?"

"According to my spies, there's movement north of the border," Myrddin says. "Nothing major, but just enough to give us time to prepare a welcoming party."

"That is very good news, Myrddin. I was starting to get impatient. I don't exactly enjoy having a knife pointed at my back."

So you gather up Reagan, Olwen, Duke Heath and Delyth while Myrddin sets up a map of what his spies told him.

"Duke Ferrid will need a city of his own as a launching point," Myrddin says. "According to the information I obtained, he'll be moving his troops through here." He points a one of the larger farming towns on the Olstren side of the border. Roads from there could lead to Degfford as well as elsewhere in Gwyrddarfordir."

"To be effective, he'll have to split his forces east and west to cut off our reinforcements," you say. "That should leave a vulnerable fork."

The force heading east towards you will be focused on the offensive, while the western force will focus mainly on holding territory and interdicting armies. Of course, Duke Ferrid will need to secure a foothold in Gwyrddarfordir as well. That gives you three fronts to worry about.

>"Let's talk about the western front."
>"Let's talk about the eastern front."
>"Let's talk about the centre."

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>>Previous threads

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

>>Information

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

>Rules

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

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

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

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

I hope everyone has fun.

>>Current Saga

Black Star Dragonballs.....ugh

>>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DJcuDgVYjgI

>>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m0xvYlZM49Q

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Episode 3
Starts in 12 hours

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It is a cold evening, the clock just hit 11 hours. The early days of winter have graced the city of Pesken. Snow haven't covered the regional capital yet, but the night air is fresh and crisp. Your regular patrol begins.

You are Jozeph Kabelov, and your duty is to uphold an unwritten law, against those whom the usual scriptures and enforcements cannot contain. You are the sheriff. A last line between peace, and a total war of the underworld. You don your reinforced long coat. Shields against the cold and harm, not to mention it makes concealing things more easly. You tuck your sword, and guns into their respective holsters. And you take your badge.

Your badge is a medallion usually hanging around your neck, and concealed by your clothes. The medal in enhanced, so it will make your features look less recognizable, changing your description from bystander to bystander who are asked about your looks. Anyone whom you haven't talked with more than a few sentences will have a harder time remembering you. You can deactivate this effect at will.

The medallion isn't just a trinket to help you blend in, and do your work incognito. It's also the badge of your office. When your reveal it, all those who are in indoctrinated in the supernatural know for sure who you are, and what are your duties.

Speaking of which, it's time for your patrol.
>A) You are new around this town. Time to give a regular visit to the local players
>B) You've been around for a while now, you could go and wander where you want
In both cases you get the same equipment and powers, which I will slowly reveal as we go. The only thing changes is how the NPCs will view you.

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Rolls will be best of three
Votes will be whatever is most supported and write-ins are always an option.

You sit on the edge of the rusted fire escape and look down the alley it hangs over.
You've been here the past few hours, you live in the most run down neighborhood you could find just to be closer to crime.
You begin to grow frustrated, after another half hour you stand and stretch your legs.

"Stop, get the hell off of me!" You her a female voice scream

You rise and look in the direction of the commotion, you see the shadow of a large man and woman struggling.

You grab the ladder and slide into the alley below before heading for the conflict, pulling your hood up to conceal your identity and make sure you're ready for this by..
>Taking the safety off your pistol
>Pulling your knife from it's sheath
>Cracking your knuckles
>Write-In

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This is Boruto Quest, a quest set in the universe of Naruto. It is during the generation of Naruto's son after everyone has graduated from their Genin exam. I haven't kept up with the series beyond the end of the original one, so this one is intended to recapture the feel of that time of Naruto. I will not be incorporating the main show or the Boruto movie's plot into the quest, although some recognizable characters will be present. You play as a 12 year old Chunin named Takeshi. You have been assigned a Jounin squad leader named Hanto, and your two squadmates are Kichiro, a young delinquent, and Ai, a strange social outcast of a girl. You are of average skill in most aspects, although your sharp intelligence, and your jack of trades skill set have brought you far. You have just recently graduated to a Chunin after winning the final tournament. You've been regularly completing missions as a Chunin, and making progress in training. Currently, you've returning to the mission at hand only to find that your squad has been separated by unseen forces.


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Welcome back to Demon Overlord Quest! I cut things a bit short last time, but, if things go according to plan, we should be reaching the finale of this initial arc! Some housekeeping news before I truly start: I said last time if someone wrote out a 'Next Episode' bit for the end of the session, and I liked it, I would give you a free point to use as either a free crit, perfect defense, or an extra skill point. Good news is I liked the one that was given. Better news is that next time I'm feeling that lazy, if there is more than one entry, I'll let the person who submitted the bit to choose which way the point is pooled.

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Last time, the plan to take down corrupt Seneschal, Brynn, began to come together! Kain began her match against Graive: an old friend also transformed into a Valkyrie. The two of them bought the rest of your counter conspiracy time to set the rest of the trap with the agreement that Kain would also help the demon find and free her child from the clutches of Brynn.

With the stalling match underway, Anasael, accompanied by Mystery Person 14, set out on their stealth mission. The goal was to locate, free and rally the losers of the tournament who disappeared after their respective, final matches. Not only did they succeed, they managed to recover the son of the previous Overlord Ghraanus. Anasael discovered that Mystery Person 14 might have knowledge of her life previous to becoming the Cleric you all know and love.

On his leg of the journey, Mystery Person 14 bashed down a door and pressured a man into wearing a maid outfit.

But back to you:

You are Lady Gneotho, Overlord Aspirant and, currently, an Armor Knight. Right now you have a smile on your face, a song in your heart, a slice of pizza greasy enough to kill a lesser demon, and about 35 pounds of explosives laid over the 40'x80' entrance platform of Tartarus. You made sure to post the mine placements for the Personal Netherworld's staff to navigate around them without anyone exploding. You decided to head back to Potential X and cheer Anasael on through her match. You pop back into the real Netherworld as the crowds are hushed. Next to you is a very worried Kain.

"What happened?" You ask your co-conspirator.

"MP... He... he went up against Maconon. It was a close match the entire time but... no one knows who won. Only that someone did. The cameras were completely destroyed in the last hits."

"Oh." You kind of regret not seeing the match, now. You worry for Mystery Person 14. You don't know him well (or really at all) but he is integral to your plan, plus he hasn't proven to be the kind of person you'd wish harm on. Finally the light of the teleportation spell flares up and dies away...

>Roll d100

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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.

You're Jojo, angsty teenage necromancer. Your "vehicle" is Lolisniffer, your skeletal helper and brother-in-law. You've also put neon light sinto his skull.
Currently you're at the starting line, the race will start any second now, what do you do?

Previous threads:
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“Hello? ...Yea everything is going great so far, Melody is fine. What I wanted to ask you is whenever or not you got us that ticket out of this crazy city. ...W-What? You can’t!? What do you mean you can’t!? You’re one of the Wyld Hunters! Your rank alone sh- ...You aren’t allowed to leave either!? How does that even work!? ...So they’d let you die over pulling you off the island? ...I don’t have any augmentations though! How do... Look OK, I know you’re trying just... I’ve heard of the military finding one of those damn nest just three blocks from here. I’m scared that in a few days we’ll have no where left to go. ...I know you’ll do your best to protect us, just with the military stretched thin, how busy you are, how frequently you go out on deployments even in the city, and how fast these things kill people I seriously have my doubts that you’ll get here in time. ...Thanks, I appreciate it. ...Yea I’ll stay away from that area for the time being as well. Just when this is all over you’re wearing those tight pants for me again. ...You know the ones! Alright honey, I’ll see you later. Bye bye.”

Your eyes zoom back to normal distance after seeing the silhouette of Doctor Ledeel’s boyfriend finish his conversation. “Thanks for helping me set up the listening post Osvald. I’ve been wanting to keep my eye on Ledeel’s own family for some time now.”

“Setting up a listening post is beneficial for all of us. While the chances are slight, its still quite possible that Ledeel could leak valuable information to her lover.” Osvald says as he ever so slightly adjust the small dish about the size of one’s palm towards his room. “Legally they’re not a family nor a couple in e-”

“You know what I mean.” you say cutting off Osvald before he gets too technical.

“You also want to save them yourselves if they’re in trouble correct?” Osvald asks you.

“And what makes you think that?” you ask Osvald, turning towards him.

“My estimates show that you have an 82.175 percent chance of doing so if the situation would arrive and none of us were in immediate danger.” Osvald says as he stands up. “Your personality is naturally arrogant but you try to temper it with humility. Often you try to push others away until they’ve had a chance to prove themselves or because you feel that your status often alienates you from others.”

“What point are you trying to get at?” you ask Osvald.

“I’m saying that you help people because you believe it is the right thing to do. You collected those interviews on Zanna and Alvin even though you did not have to. For that I believe a reward should be in order.” Osvald states.

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Well, howdy! Welcome back to Magical Girl For Hire Quest!

You are Miranda Styles, a relatively unscrupulous magical girl currently working for Silver Eye Solutions, a umbrella corporation for magical girl mercenaries such as yourself, located in scenic The Intersection, a dimensional nowhere and everywhere where you rest, recuperate, live, and get details for your next job.


At the moment, you're on your next job- with your friend Lorelei. You're playing exterminator (and possibly a few other things) for a Mr. Theodore Angus Cain, a rail tycoon in an old west full of monsters, and not so full of magic. Although it exists, you'll have to watch yourself.
You’re currently in the middle of a fight with one of the ‘Big Seven’, a group of unnaturally giant and powerful monsters that have been terrorizing the frontier. Your current foe is Monstro- a giant, gluttonous lizard-thing with more teeth and gut size than sense. You’ve teamed up with a bounty hunting sniper named Isabelle to help you and Lorelei take it down, but it’s slow going…


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“Look, I get it, this is your first day of school after all. Many of you are confused and scared, so why don’t we go around the room and introduce ourselves?” The teacher said with a smile.

Despite your best efforts, he quickly makes eye contact with you. Looking around the classroom, that looks more like a converted laundromat, you can see that everyone is looking at you in hopes of breaking the ice.

What is your:
>name
>gender
>defining characteristic