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>>763884
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You awaken in a bedroll perched on the floor of a currently moving wagon, and as you do, you realize how loud your roaring actually is. Silencing yourself and looking around, you find yourself in the cramped back quarters of a supply wagon, somewhere, someplace, in the dark. Checking your person for items, you find yourself dressed in your same furs, with the same knife, and the same bow and even the same number of arrows. At the side of your bedroll, you notice a large case with your name on it, but before you can interact with it, you hear people shouting from the front of the wagon, behind all the furniture and tools surrounding you.

“Who was that?!” you hear a gruff voice shout over the sound of the road being tread upon by hooves.

“Don’t know! Nobodies supposed to be back there! Should we check it out?” another male voice calls out in response, presumably the first voice’s friend.

“I think so! Here, Gunther take the reins! Hans and I are going to check the wagon!”

Hmm…

>Hide. Maintain your infiltration, enable yourself freedom to explore on your own terms. (D100)

>Hide until they come for you, make a distraction and see you can ambush them. Non-lethal, you still need to know what the fuck is going on. (D20)

>Reveal yourself to them and do some edgy write-in shit. Roll to convince. (D20)

(2/2)

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>>757058

>>757058
No thanks, the goddess of hand holding is way better.
I think Bruce Campbell is available though.

>>762449
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uname -a
lsb_release -a
df -h
du -h
freemem
pwd

>>761207
>>"Have there been any problems with my uncle?"

>>761207
>>"How is Haul coming along?"

>>761218
>>761235
How about both?

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>>754370
I have a small gift in celebration of us getting this far. Let's get it.

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>>754370
We here boys.

Pls let us recruit Jeice and Butta.

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>>754370
I'm ready.

NO

GOD NO

NO GOD NO

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Mal no what are you doing. Didnt Saiyans hated using weapons because of muh honor our something?

>>753623
>Swordsman

So we're useless.

"I guess I'll spar with Frank," you tell Paul. "It seems like it will be good practice too."

"All right Frank," Paul calls out, "you're up!"

The two of you meet at a safe distance away from the hole, and size each other up. His chest is eye-level, which is moderately unnerving, if only for the fact you've never fought a full-grown man.

Still, you did fight the Rat Queen, who was just as tall and wider than this guy, so it's not really that nerve-wracking. The three other men have gathered around, all smiling.

"All right guys," Paul begins, "here's the lowdown. No hits below the belt, no grabbing, or biting, and no weapons. Kicks and headbutts are fair game. Understood?"

"Understood," the two of you nod, not breaking eye-contact.

"This'll be good," Jack snickers.

"A-right, bump fists and begin," Paul commands, grinning.

The both of you bump both fists together, and put your guards up. It starts out with the two of you strafing around each other, with the other guys cheering to fight.

[1/4]

You attempt to make the first move, faking him out with a hook, but before you can follow-up, he surprises you with a sucker punch. It doesn't really hurt, but you do step back.

"C'mon," he taunts, "I've been in brawls since before you were born."

You drag your thumb under your nose, not bleeding, then you go for a gut punch. It knocks the wind out of him, but he is once again ahead of you before you can follow-up; you take a knee to the chest for your trouble.

It goes on like this for a few minutes, each of you taking blows, it's a bit of a slug-fest, with neither of you getting hurt too badly; the guys getting rowdy with their calling. That is, until you catch him off guard.

He tries to sucker you for a hook, but you leap up and spin-kick him. You aimed for his shoulder, but ended up hitting the side of his head, getting a few hushed gasps from the group. He's brought to a knee, and holds a thumbs-up as he staggers to his feet.

"Hey Frank," Nathan calls out, grinning, "don't get wrecked, we still gotta dig after this!"

"Screw you," Frank fires back, then looks at you, "you gotta be topped off by now, right?"

You look inward, feeling the flow of your power. It's a bit hard, with how winded you are, but you can tell your power is ready.

>Your AP is 100!

From going toe-to-toe with someone larger than you, and with a considerable difference in reach, you've learned a lot about dodging, feinting, and getting in where it counts!

>Martial Arts increased by 2! (Now Level 3)
>Gymnastics increased by 2! (Now Level 3)

>Current condition: Moderate bruising to head, arms, and torso; your tailbone still hurts too.

The two of you bump fists again.

"Good match," Frank smiles, his nose bleeding a little. "You surprised me."

"Yeah," you grin through a bloodied lip, "definitely a good match."

"Geez, it really was a good idea I didn't put you up against Nathan." Paul laughs, ruffling your hair.

"Go fuck yourself," Nathan says outright, with a laugh.

[2/4]

"It was a good match, but now it's time to work," Paul points at the rock, "time to work your magic and make *that* disappear."

"Gotcha," you nod, making your way to the edge of the hole. "Stand back guys."

>Stressless situation, no roll required.

You leap onto the rock, doing a flip in mid air, then reach a hand into your jacket. The corners of your vision light up golden, as your eyes flare with light.

"DIRTY DEEDS," you utter, in almost a whisper, pulling out a bomb from your jacket.

The bomb is jet-black, about the size of a basketball; you place it on a stable point atop the existing crack. While there's no physical fuse, the top of the bomb sparks, signifying it's activity. Using the limited displacement ability your power affords you, you teleport back to the edge of the hole, back turned to the bomb. You lean your waist forward, putting a fist against your hip, bending your knees as you snap your fingers above your head.

BOOM!!

You feel the shockwave, yet still remain standing, as your cape and jacket whip in the wind. The guys stare in awe, not really sure what just happened, but clap in applause as rocks of more manageable size rain down. Abandoning your pose, you walk back to the workers.

"We got ourselves a regular blast-miner over here," Jack chuckles, as the four of them meet you in the middle.

"Here you go," Paul nods, pulling out a coin, "for your work."

Jack and Nathan also present coins to you. When it's Frank's turn, he hands you three instead of one.

"You got me good," he smiles, "here's a bit extra for the workout."

>You earned 6 Coins!

"You complain about the job not paying enough," Nathan chides Frank, "then you give the client extra."

"Eh," Frank shrugs, "it's a reminder that I let myself slip."

"Enough lollygagging," Paul rejoins, "let's get this hole dug proper! And thanks, kid, you did Crusher's Construction Company a real service today!"

"Best of luck, guys!" You call, breaking into a dash.

Onward, to George's house...

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“That’s mainly because due to the construction principles o- you know what it doesn’t matter.” Mochire says standing up from the couch. “I’m heading down to get some breakfast before Marina eats it all again. Good luck with your training Ms. Samurai.”


“Ugh... I hate that name.” you mutter to yourself as you look at your clock, seeing it's still 7:45 in the morning. You’ve been training for nearly three hours at this point, so seeing what the others are doing now could be an entertaining distraction at least.


- Talk to Mochire (He seemed to know something the other day about Neptune, or what ‘pelagials’ are)

- Talk to Osvald (What kind of internet blocks are on the city specifically? I know we can’t upload, but what about anything else?)

- Talk to Dexter (I still can’t believe you can change your gender like that, but did you manage to escape yesterday after the mission without getting shot?)

- Talk to Marina (I guess behind that bottomless hole of a pastry eater she is living up to her capability as a fighter, compliments should be given out when needed)

- Talk to Wendy (I should apologize to Wendy directly for failing the mission the other day)

>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

>>751367
>- Talk to Wendy (I should apologize to Wendy directly for failing the mission the other day)

>>751545
3d10-1 vs a DC of 19
We're fucked, albeit deservedly so.
Can we kneel down and brace our gun on the dead servitor to remove the onehanded penalty?

Rolled 9, 10, 2 + 1 = 22 (3d10 + 1)

>>751545
Okay.

>>751619
And with that above average result can no one else roll

Starting today with a little disclaimer.

I lost my drive to do CQ due to the episodic nature the quest had taken on. While I understand that the way private contractors operate will lend itself to 'go here, shoot these people, rinse, repeat' type story, I think that anons choosing more social story-type situations will go a long way towards my continued interest and running of this quest.

I'll do my part to make sure that you know what 'social and story-oriented' choices will be, and I'll do my best to be sure that I'm keeping my own drive going.

Taking questions and comments for as long as you guys have them through the thread. Gay life story over, actual CQ coming now.

“Well,” Roman asks over the comms system, irritated at the wait. “Is there a fucking plan, or are you just going to sit there staring at each other?”


“We’re makin’ a fucking decision,” Harris growls into his throat mic. “So sit on your boat and keep heads down. The real men are making choices.”


With Bryant mumbling something over comms, Harris turns to you and Yves. There’s a scattering of shots as Cooper sets a burst into the small house-sized buildings.


“What do we want to do,” he asks. “We could just go door-to-door for the rest of the buildings, but that got me shot. Next person may not be so lucky as to get an armor hit,” he says, motioning to the hole in his carrier, and the dent in his armor.


“I’m not sure how many tear gas grenades we have left,” Miller says in his french accent, “but we could circle up outside and try to smoke them out.”


>Go kicking in doors, clearing each building
>Lay a siege within a siege, and try to smoke people out
>Write-in

>>751281
>Lay a siege within a siege, and try to smoke people out

>>740272

Rolled 8 + 4 (1d10 + 4) = 12

>>739544
>Try to initiate some sort of medical treatment. (Roll Medical, 1d10+4)
A basic kit might not have anything useful for psionic injuries, so focus on getting the birdy stable before going off and looking for one.
Putting everything into perspective, you stop and think. The planet was unregistered on your starmap, meaning it hasn't been officially declared as discovered. Whoever these Raz'ask are, they are aware of the planet's existence. And whatever's located on-world is nasty enough to send a Raz'ask into some sort of seizure, which must be rather nasty for anyone possessing psi potential.

Luckily, you're rather ungifted in that avenue. Feedback, interference, or whatever other hazards could occur to someone psionically sensitive are of little consequence to you. This gives you the chance to try and stabilize your patient here with little fear.

Unfortunately, you're not very well practiced, in terms of both medical and psionic concerns. This leaves you fairly unprepared to handle the situation. You do what you can, though, based on your knowledge of seizures. Prying your fingers beneath the soft plumage of the Raz'ask's neck, you loosen the collar of its robe, pulling off any metal jewelry and sharp pieces that it might harm itself on in the course of its seizure. You're not sure how to handle the purple glowing eyes, though. Withdrawing your canteen, you pour a little water into the gloved palms of your still spacesuit-clad hands, splashing it onto the Raz'ask's cheeks. You run through this several times before stepping back to see if it recovers at all. You're not sure you had any effect, but you did your best.

The Raz'ask slowly ceases its convulsions, leveling into twitches and finally coming to a rest. Its chest continues heaving, but its eyes are at least no longer glowing, having faded to a normal hue once the convulsions stopped. A soft sigh escapes your lips as you pull yourself up to the cockpit console.

>Bring the shuttle back to your own ship.
>Retrieve anything valuable from the shuttle and leave.
>Wait to see if the Raz'ask's condition changes.
>Check the rear of the shuttle.
>Flip through any data you find to see if there is any more information about the planet or Raz'ask.

>>750783
>Retrieve anything valuable from the shuttle and leave

>>750783
>Wait to see if the Raz'ask's condition changes.
We ought to check if any further treatment is required. Also, if he survives, taking the valuables wouldn't actually constitute salvage any more.

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Previous Thread: >>733618

> Easy bitch,I can stop time.

>>750489
>> Wake up Purps Cooperation is key

>>751298
"Man, look at all this shit! All this shit that just sits here gathering dust! All this shit that WE got to move!" One of the men gestures to the collection around him, to the medieval etchings of the dance macabre, to the candied skulls, to the concrete headless angel statue, to an entire planet's attempts to explain, define, and cheat death.

And he gestures to the stone as well...

"God. Do you remember when he had us move those Indian doll collections up stairs to make room for the headstones? Nearly broke my back on those stairs.." He sits himself down on a black wooden coffin. It creaks under his weight.

"I don't think you can sit on that."

"Oh can't I? Say I did break it. Old man Thorne's never going to find out. He just sits in his bed all day waiting for the moment he becomes a part of his personal Adams Family collection." He fumbles through is pockets until he produces a lighter and cigarette.

"And I really don't think you should smoke in here."

"Who's going to mind? The mummy in the corner?" He says with a defiant flick of his lighter.

"It could harm some of the paintings."

"Yeah. The paintings no one ever sees and no one ever looks at."

"Well someone might. The party's starting in a few hours remember? And stop giving the old man shit. If your wife died you might go a little crazy coping with it."

"There's coping and then there's making your own haunted house. I mean what, does he think one of these things is going to bring her back?"

"At this point? After all the kooks and psychics and wizards? I think he just does it to do it. Like he's done it so long its just routine for him. Its a way to keep her alive in his mind."

"Awwww. How cute. I take back all the bad things I've ever said about our humble employer."

"You know something Trent? You can be a real asshole at times."

"I don't give a fuck. Besides, he's still hooked on kooks. He just sees one now instead of an army."

"You think the Doc is a kook?"

"Hell yes he's a kook. And a con man. And a thief. And a bullshitter."

"But he's always been up front with the old man. He's made it very clear he's not sure if he can ever commune with the dead."

"Don't you get it though? That just means he's a smarter con than the others That's why he's the only one left! Who would have thought it? The best way to swindle a grieving trillionaire idiot isn't to say you can seance up his wife. Its to say "I might be able to. One day. Want to help with my research?". You get to live in a mansion with maids and shit, you get to do whatever you want with his money, and you get to order around idiots like us..."

"You done with that smoke yet? Want to get back to it?" He asks moving to the door.

"Fuck. Might as well. I want to be done before midnight."

That is when he puts his cigarette out on the stone.

>>751301
Heaven is on fire and you burn within it.

Thousands of years of honor and respect and veneration-undone in a single callous act. The ancient priests poured their good will into the stone. Every good thing they could think of went into the stone.

And now its gone. Not an echo of the gently flowing blue waters, not a lingering scent of the green grass, not a a final glimpse of the clear sky, not a single comforting thing remains.

But you. You remain.

Thick. Heavy. Burbling out of the stone thicker than smoke. You remain.

You are angry. Very angry.

And the lone man in the room is scared. Very scared.

>GET BETWEEN HIM AND THE DOOR

>QUICKLY SILENCE HIM

>KILL

>>751316
>KILL
RIP AND TEAR YOU HAVE OFFENDED THIS GHOSTY REEEEE STOP HITTING YOURSELF

>>753116
I told you guys we should've kicked him in the cock

>>753268
Personally I think we should have faced our fear before running, I mean you know, with scalding coffee in hand

>>753116
Since we already started we gotta commit to the full sprint, look back to see if he/they/it's chasing us and to aim our coffee splash

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>>756347
Shen is the source of your magical potency and power, and also the physical component to your spiritual nature (you're not entirely sure how that works, personally; you only know for certain that shen holds your body and your soul to the world like a weight). Chi is both your living energy and also your focus and potent attention upon things; Chi is to breathing what blood is to your body, and like blood it has a two step flow, an internalization and an externalization.

Storing Shen will give you a greater battery of power to draw on, not just for Barrier Combat, but for your more basic magical powers as well. Storing Chi will give you greater focus and life force, making it harder to do real and distracting harm to your flesh; being immortal, you don't necessarily have to worry about losing life force per se, but it will also let you focus through injury and pain better. Which really is still something you have to worry about since injuries can still affect your thinking and well being in general. Each portion of the energy you have is the equivalent of a life-saving amount of Chi or Shen; more or less one entire Barrier Combat move in the case of Shen, or a critical injury in the case of Chi (like getting your pancreas bisected or your liver torn open....or losing a limb).

Who knew a withheld orgasm was so powerful....uh, aside from Taoists, apparently.

[] One part Chi, two parts Shen.
[] Two parts Chi, one part Shen.
[] All Chi.
[] All Shen.
[] Meditate on the threat you sensed and make a determination after.

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>Ryukusa's Treasures

Her name: Ryuu Yorihokura

Eight hundred and sixty-one cat youkai live in your aura

Matagama-no-Shitoki, a kami in it's own right that protects Ryukusa from inimical magic.

Ame-no-Omukade-no-Musume – Ryukusa's mukade possessed wakizashi; a kami. “Daughter of my Centipede of Rain.”

Gendai-no-Muteki-no-Buki - Invincible Weapon of the Present Age, a secret kami-blade given to Ryukusa by Wakaba that appears to be made of some alloy of titanium.

Seido-no-Shinpi-Tekina-Ken – a mysterious bronze sword given to Ryukusa by the mermaids of Japan.

Go-Yurei-no-Rensa, the Five-Ghost-Chain, used to summon or send messages to your (actual) older sister Ryuu Nabiki.

Her Penthouse in the Secret Apartments of Tsathoggua in Shikoku prefecture, Tokyo.

Ryukusa's Family.

>Talismans:
Akari – Black Jade Centipede (Mukade)
Er Yin – Black Jade Scorpion (Sasori)
Kiki – Black Jade Toad (Hikigaeru)
Kiku – Black Jade Lizard (Tokage)
Yui – Black Jade Snake (Hebi)
Inau – Black Coral Ear Cuff (Amatsukami)

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Ryu Ryukusa is tall at 5' 8"; 6' in her true form. She is fully grown. Lesbian top.
Kiku is 4' 1” for ever and ever. Lesbian submissive.
Akari is 5' 3" and has another few inches to grow. Sexuality is weird, switch, cosplayer.
Yui is 5' 8" and will only grow due to circumstances beyond her control. Dyke, switch.
Kiki is 5' 6" and is at full growth. Bisexual bottom.
Er Yin is the tallest at 5' 10" and is fully grown. Lesbian dominant.
Jinyuu is 5' 7" but persistently hovers an extra three inches. Straight.
Hinata-hakase is 6' 3". Sexuality is terrifying.
Hidesato is 5' 5". Straight.
Kushinada is 5' 8". Straighter.
Taisho Ryoga is 5' 9". Who knows.
Hyun Chisato is 5' 4” and is fully grown. Lolicon with plausible deniability.
Rie is 8” tall or 5' 5” and is fully cat. Her sexuality is cat.
Hagyu Genso is 12' 5” standing upright. He is by and large gay.
Mizumi Shoko is 7' 2” is fully grown. Bisexual top.
Yuuhi is 4'11” and is fully grown. Yuuhi a cute.
Tokei Isusangi, Inau-kun is 5' 3” and still confused.
Reiha is 5' 5 1/2” and is milfy.
Peta is 3' 2” Peta is \>.</ aka Her Most Imperial Highness Patanjali Piri Yokuhime Kuronogitsune Pa
Detective-san aka Mugon Chujo is fully grown at 5'11” and straight.
Kenji Soomi is 5' 4” and gothic lolita.
Musumi Kanako is 5' 6.5” and is pretty straight.
Hebiki Naoto is 5' 9” and belligerently omnivorous, sexually. You hope only sexually.
Kodachi Umetsume is 5' 4” and fully grown. Practicing asexual.
Melinda Blitzenberg is 5'10” fully grown and utterly terrifying.
Toshida Ginka is 5” 3” and fully grown. Turtles have a reputation.
Ryuu Wakaba is a head shorter and also deceased.
Margaret Steinhausen is gratefully dead.
Ryuu Sakumo is dead and spread far and wide.
Ryuu Nabiki is 5' 3” and fully transformed. Embarrassingly straight.
Ryuu Shinju is 4' 11” and fully grown. She is coy, maybe a dodomeki-child.
Ryuu Himeyuri is 5' 5” and is supposedly straight.
Ryuu Fuuta is 5' 2” and very soft.