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Man years ago, in the dungeons of castle lost to history, a group of men who went on to be some of the most influential members of the Nazi party had gathered to preform a ritual. They feared for the future of Germany and looked for answers in the occult. Through ritual and trial they had brought forth a being that told them of earth's future. That all sin would be purged by the armies of the demon lords and that the land would reach a purer state.
In the year 1982 these warnings came to fruition. A wave of destruction and death washed over the earth for 3 days and 3 nights, leaving the earth changed by what seemed like centuries of demonic influence.
Since then humanity has recognized the demon lords as their new gods, the ones who have rebirthed the world in their image. Industry has returned, churning out machines of metal and fire as to kill for the powers that be. You belong in one such of these cult communities, trading the ores and metals you are so known for in exchange for guns to protect your peoples from raiding types and fauna. It is your job, along with your fellow guardsmen, to keep your community from being raised.
>What did the priest name you, guardsman?
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>Jason Nigramanus
Latin for black hands. Seems probable that demonic overlords would give Latin surnames to their serfs
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Finally, somebody awake at this ungodly hour
At age 10 you were given a name. Jason Nigramanus was your title from that day on.
>How did Jason prove himself to the priest and his disciples? what landed him among some of the strongest in his lands?
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>preform
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"So, Mr Poole. Do you know what will be happening to me in the coming weeks?" Svetlana asked you as you made your way out of the building that had been appropriated for Princess Sakamoto's unit.
"I was under the impression that you had already been briefed on that." You returned back to your Russian comrade.
"Nyet. I was told that you would brief me." Svetlana replied calmly as you walked past a small group of marines.
"Well, we hope to get either a Hornet or some other aircraft converted to have a similar cockpit setup to your old aircraft so that you can fly with us. While you fly with us we will train you up on how to fly an F-14 before we transfer you over to fly a 'cat. Hopefully by then we would have found you and RIO." You briefed Svetlana as quickly as you could. She was quiet for a couple of seconds as she began to understand the implications of what you were telling her.
"What? You actually want me to fly with you?" Svetlana replied with shock. You stopped to turn to face her and could see the shock on her face.
"Yep, your tactical knowledge of Soviet tactics will be an indispensable asset." You explained calmly to Svetlana.
"I-It's just that... I didn't expect you to trust someone who abandoned their homeland." Svetlana began, the shock confusion in her voice was palpable.
>"It takes a lot to abandon your homeland. It you are willing to abandon your home, then we can trust you to fight by our sides."
>"Home isn't where you are born. It's where you chose to live, and where you are willing to risk it all to reach."
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>"Home isn't where you are born. It's where you chose to live, and where you are willing to risk it all to reach."
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"Home isn't where you are born. It's where you chose to live, and where you are willing to risk it all to reach." You reached over and put your hand on Svetlana's shoulder, she slightly flinched at the unexpected gesture.
"I see... thank you Mr Poole." Svetlana nodded as she reigned in her confusion.
"Please, call me Razor. Everybody else does anyways." You corrected Svetlana as you continued the short trek back to the hut.
"Razor? I assume that's your callsign?" Svetlana asked as she jumped to catch up to you.
"Yep. Most of the time we refer to each other by our callsigns." You explained as you passed by the hanger that contained your unit's aircraft.
Most of the aircraft were undergoing basic post-flight repairs and tune-ups. From what you could see, Weiss's aircraft was having an engine replaced, while your aircraft was having it's radar serviced. However, the majority of the attention in the hanger was taken up by the aircraft nestled in between yours and Weiss's aircraft.
The aircraft in question was an F-15 Eagle. From what you could see, most of the work was confined to the front of the aircraft, with crews removing the original radar and replacing it with a new set. Work was also being performed on the aircraft's cockpit, however you couldn't see the specific work from your current angle.
>Head in and see what's happening with the F-15. Maybe it's Svetlana's new bird?
>Continue on to the hut, maybe your comrades will have some answers. If not then you can take the time to introduce Svetlana to them.
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LAST TIME, ON DWMA QUEST
You arrived at the Death Weapon Meister Academy after living a life of poverty and crime for most of your existence. You quickly discovered, upon entrance screening, that your soul contains traces of power from a Witch, a powerful but troubling legacy.
You quickly met Kia, an energetic, somewhat lewd island girl, Asuka, a quiet, no-nonsense mystery girl with a laser focus, and Shinobu, a nervous wreck that feels just as out of place as you do.
On your first day of class, you had a major breakthrough the very first time you wielded Kia, a bamboo spear with an obsidian head: You achieved a crude version of Soul Resonance, the ultimate technique of a Meister and Weapon team, which lit Kia's blade on fire. You then proceeded to wreck Steven, a tall, scarecrow-like redhead with a chip oh his shoulder, wielding Shinobu, who became a silvery kite shield.
After class, your acting professor, Kirara Braun, was strangely angry and cool with you, ultimately taking you to see Lord Death himself. You did the gallant (and stupid) thing of poking the being in the face and telling him to back off of Kia. He straightened the situation out, telling you to be proud of what you achieved, but careful of pushing yourself too hard, as your professor had done, causing her to be incapable of becoming a Weapon again.
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After that excitement, you agreed to Kia's request of being partners, at least temporarily, had a good run on a treadmill, and met Shinobu and Kia for dinner, where you discovered the rumor that you had punched Lord Death in the face (and ideas on why you would do that, being a Witch included). Kia quickly brought you back to reality, and you realized that you actually had someone who cares, for the first time, how you feel.
You spent some time studying with Shinobu in the library, learning a bit about what the hell you were actually doing. You promised to train with her the next day, after her disaster with Scarecrow Steven made her realize she needed someone to help her. In your room was an ominous note about paying protection money, and an apology from your professor, Miss Braun, about how she had acted towards you.
The next day, you took a general knowledge and critical thinking test, and did pretty well (you think). Then, you went to train with Shinobu and Kia, who you invited along as well. You met with middling success with Shinobu, but she seemed to be capable of handling things, until you probed a bit too close to her soul and she froze up, nearly landing you in a situation you couldn't unsee (but wish you had seen regardless).
Finally, you tried to wield both Kia and Shinobu simultaneously, and managed to hold the connection for half a minute before sustaining burns and bruising to your forearms. Still, you figure it was a success, and now walk with your two friends to see how you did on the exams...
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There's a small group of people looking at the names on the wall. Asuka is walking away from them with a smirk on her face. You step close to read the names...
1. HAYAMA, ASUKA - 100
2. KRALL, ROBERT - 99
2. KUROKO, SHINOBU - 99
4. LANGE, TIFFANY - 95
What? The slug tied with Shinobu for second? Just... How? And apparently the tall bombshell is named Tiffany Lange.
Let's see...
8. STARBRINE, TONY - 75
9. ALANI, KIA - 71
Not a bad showing! At least you can tease Kia about a street rat being smarter than her.
Suddenly, a booming voice shouts from behind everyone, "NO WAY! I'M WAY BETTER THAN THAT!"
Turning, you see Blue-Hair, muscles rippling in disbelief, as he points to the dead last spot.
24. GRAYSON, WATARI - 12
"I KNOW I answered every question correctly! Hell, that last one should have been work full marks on its own!" He pounds a fist into his opposite palm. "Beat the monster regardless of the situation!"
>Don't get involved. Usher your girls away.
>"I don't think that last one counted towards our score..."
>"You can't punch knowledge out of books, though I bet you've tried."
>"Wow, the top and bottom students were paired together yesterday. Hilarious."
>Write-in?
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"I don't think that last one counted towards our score..."
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let's continue AlternateQuest
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What is this hot garbage on my screen?
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>All those relatively tame looking trainers and then just Mugendramon
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> Monday, July 27th, 2015
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You decided to wake up even earlier than you normally do, and take a nice long shower, put your face on, and get yourself prepped for what could possibly make or break you as an Officer. You're not even going to bother with the decision to take a day off or go to work today.
Today, you are going to work.
“Alright, Ellie.” Winona, Ingrid, Josephina, and Stack were ready to see you off. “Here you go.” Winona hands you a lunchbox, and you open it up to reveal a nice ham and cheese sandwich, a thermos of coffee, and a spare slice of cake inside its own little box as well. That cake is probably from last night. And if you are honest, you might have eaten too much of it. Makes you shudder even thinking about it. But when else are you ever going to eat cake?
Oh well. No matter. “If we see you in the working party,” says Stack. “We'll be sure to say hi. Maybe we can get together on our lunch breaks?”
“Yeah, we'll see,” you say. “You girls going to be okay?”
“We shall be fine,” Josephina declares. “Hopefully the expansion goes smoothly.”
Right, right, smoothly.
Because you're in charge! Yes, that's how it's...
Wait, you don't have a ride there.
“Alright, Ellie!” Stack carts over Lang... your horse. Oh. He whinnies lightly, tapping his hooves along the pavement. “Time to get on.”
> “How about we just take the tank?”
> “I'll take a cab.”
> “Hi, Lang. Let's go.”
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> “Hi, Lang. Let's go.”
Here goes nothing.
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>> “Hi, Lang. Let's go.”
We need cutest assistant back
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And no, i don't just randomly paint tiles - i strategically place them as if i were the attacking general.
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rolling for slavs attacking blacks
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Whites claiming unclaimed tiles around them
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Let's have the robots just claim a bit of land next to the cream area. Maybe we can get them on our side by convincing those tarzan cavemen that we are some form of deities (behold, FIRE! MAGIC LIGHT! CIVILISATION!), come to help them. The only thing we ask in return is their patronage and faith.
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“There are many places in this land where a man can disappear. The north swallows men whole... but they drown in the south.” – Gossip, overheard in a Port Steyr tavern.
It seems strange, to move so quickly from one hunt to another. Perhaps it shouldn't – there's always work that needs doing, and not enough good men to do it – but it does. The contrast, you suspect, plays a large part of that.
Before, when your target was the White Tyrant, you knew where to find him and what was expected of you. There, on a barren strip of land in the frozen north, you had advanced through hostile territory to his fortress. He had been waiting for you – perhaps expecting you, perhaps not – and you had fought. You survived, he died. There was an honesty to it, and you could appreciate that.
If only you could say the same about your next target. Yvette Saive, fleeing for an unknown destination. She would never stop running, you were warned. You're not so sure about that – nobody can run forever. Sooner or later, weariness and resignation put an end to their flight. Then, and sometimes only then, they face their pursuers. Still, there's no way of knowing how long it'll take for her to give up, to succumb to exhaustion and collapse. Hunting can be like that sometimes.
Hunting another human being. Maybe that's why this all feels so strange.
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The air in Port Steyr, around the docks in particular, is never good. Diesel fumes taint the air, but an edge of salt, blown in from the ocean, cuts through. Another interesting contrast, clearing your head as though you were recovering from a hangover. You were, in a sense – although it was adrenaline and fatigue that had been washing through your system, not alcohol. The end result was the same, a leaden feeling deep in your body. Like how an old man might feel, you think to yourself, like how Loch must feel.
This might well be the only time you'll get to feel old like this. You wouldn't complain too much if it was.
There's no trace of the Majestic in Port Steyr, but you were hardly expecting one. Walking the length of the docks is a formality, an act of confirmation as much as anything else. It'll be further south already, cutting a path through the ice towards the Free States. After that, you couldn't say where Yvette would run to. Where do destitute members of the nobility flee to when they are in trouble? Do they turn to each other for shelter, trusting ancient networks of alliances and favours to buy them hospitality?
A matter to look into, perhaps. The nobility, and their archaic ways, have always been something of a mystery to you. Let them keep their secrets – you'll start at the Ministry, to confirm what you already know. The Majestic is long gone, but perhaps it left a clue behind.
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Camilla is writing paperwork when you arrive, her fingers lashing out at the keys of an old metal typewriter. Like birds pecking at eyeballs, you think, and just as grim if her expression is anything to go by. As you approach, she pushes her chair back a little and smiles, welcoming the distraction. Then again, you wager she'd welcome any distraction – even a madman with a pistol bursting in.
“Well,” she begins, in a wan voice, “You came back.”
You came back, you assure her, it must have been that good luck of hers.
“Quite,” Camilla's smile flashes sincerity for a moment before a businesslike mask descends once more, “So, things seem to have gone well. Are you allowed to talk about it yet, or are you going to leave me guessing?”
If she's been guessing, you shoot back, you'd like to hear her theories. Maybe then you can tell her how close she got.
“I'm a little too busy for games,” her hand steals out to take a pen, touching it to her lips in lieu of a cigarette, “How about we leave them for another time and focus on business? Maybe you can tell me something – the ship that came tearing though here, what was that all about?”
You can almost feel your ears perk up as she mentions a ship. Leaning in, you lower your voice and ask for her to explain.
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A conspiratorial air descends over the conversation as you lean closer. Reading the mood, Camilla lowers her voice to match yours. “A number of hours after your three ships left for... wherever you were going, one of them came back. The biggest one, armed like no ship I've ever seen,” Camilla watches your reaction for a moment, “It didn't stop, not to let the crew rest and not to take on extra supplies. That's unusual.”
Sailors without shore leave, you murmur, that's going to hurt morale. Then again, it's little wonder that Yvette ordered the Majestic to keep moving on – stop for a day, and she might not have a crew coming back to her.
“And it was moving fast, too fast,” the Ministry agent continues, “Regulations call for the ships moving through here to keep a reasonable speed. A collision here could be disastrous. Luckily, there wasn't any trouble this time. Next time that captain pulls a stunt like that up here, I'll pin a fine on them. Tell them that, if you happen to see them.”
You'll do that, you reply with a faint smile, you'll make sure they get what's coming to them.
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“Anyway,” Camilla dismisses the matter of speeding tickets with a curt gesture, “That's done with now. Whoever was behind the wheel of that monster, they're someone else's problem now.”
There's only one place that ship could have gone from here, you guess, right?
“South, right,” she nods before pausing slightly, “You've got a wicked look in your eye Henryk – if I didn't know any better, I'd say you wanted to chase after that ship.” Leaning back with a sly smile, she digs out a folder and flicks through it. “Next ship bound south leaves tomorrow morning,” she remarks, “Bulk cargo, heading straight to Port Daud. You know, just in case you WERE planning on heading back to the Free States as soon as possible.”
Closing your eyes for a moment, you picture the gulf between you and Yvette stretching wider and then you nod. Let her run, let her think she's safe – you won't stop until you've caught up with her. Opening your eyes once more, you lean back and think on more immediate concerns.
>You said you were busy. Has there been any trouble around here?
>Do you know anything about the Saive family?
>I think I'm finished here. See you around, Camilla
>I had a question for you... (Write in)
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>>You said you were busy. Has there been any trouble around here?
>>Do you know anything about the Saive family?
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You are Captain SAMANTHA WELLINGS, a newly minted captain of the Centauri Accord!
Currently, you've just managed to successfully negotiate the safe return of Scott and Arty from Felicity, while at the same time convincing her to take your data without verifying it.
Of course, you had to let her have her way with you in return, but the less you spoke about that the better.
Well anyways, you've got the data, and you got your crew back. What now?
>Better go and analyze that data.
>See if Scott and Artya are okay.
>Let Elizabeth and Carly worry about all that and eke out what vacation you have left with Tank.
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>>See if Scott and Artya are okay.
Time for Space!
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>See if Scott and Artya are okay.
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Tatsuki and Chad are looking at you dumbstruck as the words leave your mouth.
"We are breaking you out of here."
Tatsuki almost immediately starts shouting.
"Just hold on a minute!
You come here looking all weird with a large and scary man-"
"'Sup!"
"And you expect us to just follow you out through the front door?"
"Not necessarily."
You shake your head and then snap your finger.
In a moment the Garganta begins to open up before you, revealing the infinite abyss inside.
"I'm expecting you to get into the dark and scary hole."
In that moment you hear a faint sound as everyone in the room suddenly went quiet.
"Emergency, emergency, emergency!
The Central Great Underground Prison has been breached!
I repeat, Central Great Underground Prison has been breached!
All available officers are to report at the 1st Division barracks!"
You cork your head back to the kids and start ordering them.
"Looks like they noticed us.
Quick! Get in there! Before the captains start reacting to the alarm!"
Afterwards you grab Tatsuki and Chad by the collar and jump into the Garganta and Marr follows you shortly afterwards.
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Meanwhile at the Captains Assembly Hall.
"Hrmmm...
These are dire news indeed Captain Unohana...
What is your take on this?"
"Revealing this information might cause widespread panic, which would only favor Aizen.
I say we only inform a select few individuals whom we can trust not only to not serve Aizen but to not spread the information around."
"Our forces are already weakened due to the ryoka invasion and you suggest we further divide ourselves?"
She nods.
"There are only a handful of captains left.
Namely Captain Kyoraku, Sui-Feng, Ukitake, Asato, Zaraki and Komamura if we don't count ourselves.
Normally I'd advise against involving the sickly Jushiro but given how low our numbers are it'd be foolish to leave him out."
"Hrmm... I thought Captain Komamura and Zaraki were out of commission."
"You know full well how reckless Zaraki is and Komamuras injuries were not nearly as severe as that of the other captains."
"Very well...
I've made my decision. We'll inform our remaining captains of the situation and order them to stay put until-"
"Emergency, emergency, emergency!"
The captain commanders eyes go wide.
"What's that?"
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As soon as you step out of the garganta the two kids fall to their knees, wheezing.
"Oh God...
What the hell was that?!"
You step out alongside Marr and look down at them.
"Wow...
These two are pathetic."
Marr observes.
"Don't look down on them too much."
In that moment you feel Yoruichi and Gin both approaching you.
"My, my...
I wasn't expecting to see you. Ever."
Gin speaks to Marr.
"Well I'll be!
Ichimaru Motherfuckin' Gin!
Give me one reason to not pummel you until everything inside you turns to a fine paste so I can drink it!"
"I want to stab Aizen in the throat?"
"You slimy little bastard!
Fine... You get to live for a while."
While this is going on Yoruichi is looking at you angrily.
"Okay Arrancar, what is the meaning of this?
Why did you bring one of your hollow buddies here?"
>Tell her about Marr.
>"Never mind that. How's Ichigo?"
>"It doesn't concern you, especially since you can go home now."
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>>"It doesn't concern you, especially since you can go home now."
Hey spook.
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Your name is GREG. You are normally a HAPPY if slightly UNHINGED individual. You are the guy in the middle of the picture.
You and your friends LYNDA (the one on the left) and CORY (the one on the right) are about to run away from home on your hunt for the PHILOSOPHER'S STONE. A magic item with the power to combine any two items. Some people say that it's JUST A MYTH but you... You've seen it. It calls to you in your DREAMS. You know it's real. You need it's power.
But you need to find it first.
Luckily, you have a MAP that you have MORE OR LESS decoded. Some bit's are... Difficult to understand.
You should probably bring some OTHER STUFF as well. You have a BACK PACK that can carry about 20 POUNDS OF ITEMS, not including the MAP.
What other things will you bring with you?
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If i learned anything playing d&d...
rope
10' pole
rations
at least a dagger for everybody
bedroll
waterskins
tent for group
water
ranged weapon + ammo
porno magazine or two
your undead minions
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You take some ROPE.
You don't think you can fit a 10' POLE inside your BACKPACK.
You grab bunch of snack-sized CHIP BAGS and a plastic box of assorted SANDWICHES.
You grab some SMALL KITCHEN KNIVES.
You take your old SLEEPING BAG.
You take two CANTEENS of WATER.
You just barely manage to fit a TENT in your pack.
You do not have a RANGED WEAPON.
You print out some PORN and tuck it in a pocket. You hope your friends don't find it...
You don't have any UNDEAD MINIONS. Yet.
You don't really have any more room. Your friends brought there own packs, though you don't yet know what's in them.
Do you leave in the day or the night?
Do you leave a note for your family? What's it say?
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>>743986
"bye fagets im goin on an adventur dont follow me"
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The Bizarre Adventures of Victory #15 2016-10-22 01:51:40 Post No.734713
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Erwin (ID: !/X4aXqFzDI)
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The makeshift shield you’ve created shudders and groans under the assault of the Nazis, sweat beads on your forehead as you strain to keep the barrier from dropping and letting the Krauts fill you with more holes than a fine Swiss cheese. Your arms tremble and burn in protest, and eventually, they give out. Lasers and anti magic rounds fly around you, near misses going searing your skin. You yelp in pain as a bolt finds it’s mark, going through your upper arm. No bleeding luckily, but it sure as hell hurt. Even trying to raise your arm results a sharp jolt of pain. Good thing it's not your main arm. You glare angrily at the enemy squad, and point your hammer at them. They seem to get the picture, and spring to life. To your surprise, Freedom is the first to fight. She screams at the top of her lungs as she throws herself in front of you, mechanical arm’s magical projection thing spreading out into a shield, causing the projectiles coming your way to splash harmlessly against it. She looks back at you, wincing as she withstands another laser bolt. The mechanical arm shifts again, metal grinding against metal, revealing a glowing blue rod inside it, it’s connected to the joint of her elbow and radiates the bright blue glow of magic. You stare at it in wonder for a second or two before she yells at you.
“Grab it and don’t let go until I say?” You give her a blank stare in reply.
“What?”
“I don’t got time for questions, just do it!” You’re not really in a position to refuse her, you shove your good arm into the chamber, and grab onto the metal stick inside of it. Magical energy flows from you into the arm, and a burst of fatigue hits you.
“Take this! Freedom Spark!” Uh. Before you get a chance to question Freedom about what she just said, your fatigue intensifies, and you almost collapse. The arm you’re holding onto shifts again, into it’s weapon form, and a bright, blue stream of energy erupts from it. It hits the Krauts faster than they can think consuming everyone in pure, magical energy. A large gash in the ground is the only thing that remains, and you fall face first onto the ground.
“Boss!” Josie’s concerned voice follows her hefting you over her shoulder.
That base is still standing.
[x] That means your job isn’t done yet. Get back inside and raise some more hell.
[x] Get back into the forest, regroup and rest.
[x] Write in
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>[x] Get back into the forest, regroup and rest.
AND WE'RE BACK
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>[x] Get back into the forest, regroup and rest.
LATER SUCKERS
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Im 12 what is this?
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Yumme Nikki Quest 2016-10-21 14:45:49 Post No.731785
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Story so far:http://lom678.deviantart.com/gallery/58994337/YumeNikkiQuest
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Proceed further through the cave.
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Himehorn 911! 2016-10-21 02:28:04 Post No.730505
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"We can't, uh, make a Fake in like one and a half day with- "
"Unless you want a Frankenstein from spare parts"
"And since you were so specific with that cute drawing, we just /can't/ fuck up."
"Or half-ass it."
"Or take too lo-."
"Or want to. We like-."
"Most just throw in a few details and colours, then expect for us to read their fucking minds."
"They complain."
"And sue."
"So we fuck with them on purpouse."
"Like Ado."
"Last time, we gave a white girl Fake to a black dude in front of his wife."
"We also put a dick in her."
"He beated the living shit out of me!-"
"That was gre-."
"Really though, we like Nielly's design a-."
"It's more like we don't want people to think poorly of Fakes, so we do em the best we can."
"And as pretty as we can."
"Mostly to make people feel insecure."
"Or jealous."
"Or horny."
"We can be pretty fucking retarded sometimes."
"Yeah."
"Yes.
"Oh god yes."
"We did fuck around with Nielly's AI for a while,though."
"Dude, what if we put the AI in that banana? She could get a feel of Nielly's while we work on her ass."
"Yeah, where was it?"
"Here it is."
"Hey guys, I've got a better idea."
"Does Roomba count as our daughter?"
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As far as you are concerned, your headset is now Nielly herself. Or will be; according to the Sansuis her program still is adapting itself to the device, but the process should be over before you realize.
Trash, walking through the street next to you, has been quiet. Her head leans forward. Her yellow sports jacket is open. And both her hands rest in each pocket of her pants, which matches the jacket's goldy-yellow pattern with blacks tripes.
As for you? Well... you are kinda dozzing off. And it seems Trash took notice.
"Last time," she says, "I had to pee. The more I pushed out, the more she sucked me in. Toasty," she turns to look at you, her face blank, "I lift twice my weight."
You shake your head slightly. "Vaal really seems to like physical contact. How did that turn out?"
"I had to elbow her in the side. Twice."
You blink. "Oh, dear.."
"So, what now?"
You glance at her. "What do you think about this team? !'%&, Deso, Maximus, Lumina, Preah, and Bravado."
"Weeeelll-" she gets both hands behind her head, "the three stooges are pretty solid as a team, but they lack muscle. Or intent. Yeah, that." She takes one wild yawn, it ends with a bored look on her face. "Deso is traumatized. She hates violence as much as Horny, if you yell in front of her she hides behind someone. !'%& is working on that. He teaches her things and gets her places; it's cute. Maximus, um... he's a Big Brother, the only motherfuckers to actually make friends with the Hands. Moody is a good choice, Preah is Preah, and Bravado fucking stinks, I'd pick the White Walker if I had to heal someone."
"Would the White Walker be able to heal a broken limb?"
"It's kind of like, instant healing versus long-term healing. It hurts like fuck, but QG can get you back in a fight at once, while also slicing bullies into small pieces fit for children." She raises a finger. "It's also used for repairs." Trash pauses, then stops; you are already at the door of the building. "That being said, Mi Abass was raised by the nitroliches ever since she was a kid, and fucking look at her." She walks up to the door. "I'm so glad I don't get to make these choices. Also... by "what now", I meant "what are we going to eat?" she WINKS at you.
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"Did you have something in mind? I can cook just about anything if I have the ingredients and we could stock up on supplies for the ship while we're out shopping. Unless you'd rather just have breakfast now and wait on supplies until the ship is officially signed over to us?'
Hmm, man I'm still having a hard time finalizing the crew. Deso not having as much combat power due to psychological issues seems to mess with my idea of her as a potential defense, but that has me more interested in Maximus now. I'll have to ask more about the big brothers later. I know Trash doesn't like Bravado at all, but if Mi Abass turned out like she did with nitrolitches for rolemodels then that just makes me want him around even more. Though White Walker and Motherfucker on the same ship would be... interesting.
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oops forgot my trip
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You are in command over the Imperial Japanese Battleship Hyuga, starting at the very beginning of December 1941. Due to the will of players and that of the dice, history may go quite differently from what we know. For all intents and purposes, this is a wargame. It is incredibly important that you check the Pastebin link to familiarize yourself with the relatively simple dice mechanics, and to check it somewhat often as I may change important details of it as time goes on.
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Last time on Hyuga Quest, the Battle of Midway began, and we sank USS Hornet.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NuOnQpyP1nc
As Hornet sinks, several ships begin to appear over the horizon, and distant specks of aircraft loom far away, slowly coming closer.
There is no time to fire on the ships, as a flight of fifteen B-17 armed with bombs, and four B-26 armed with torpedoes approach from the side, and you quickly order to manuever away to avoid their deadly payloads.
>Roll 2d100>Large aircraft such as these are harder to shoot down, and the B-17 are out of AA range, their altitude is far too high.
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Rolled 84, 86 = 170 (2d100)
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Aww Yes, Huyga Quest!
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Rolled 45, 40 = 85 (2d100)
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Rolled 47, 12 = 59 (2d100)
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Pick a country to get rid of. Last country left standing is best country ever. May the odd be in your favor
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America
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America Down.
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Israel