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You see Lexington,his torso bare and the area around him cast in grey-green light. He's in a barrier - holding back the storm. But his stomach - it's been cut right through. Remy must have got him good, almost an impalement.

He is directing magic to the wound, when his head snaps up and you see an emotion on Lexington's face you could never have foreseen - Terror.

"My friend. I have been meaning to catch up with you." A smooth voice says from behind your viewpoint.

Lexington makes to stan up, spear appearing in his hands.

"Don't bother standing. It's been a century since you could lay a hand on me." Your viewpoint moves as you hear his foosteps.

"What do you want?" Lexington asks, resigning himself to the stranger.

"I want to know why there are two nobodies with titles, my captain is gone and where his son is." He practically purrs.

"Why would I tell you anything Senator? I'm not your man anymore." Lexington says, but you see his hand shaking at his side.

"I see. You didn't manage to save your memories of my name, or our friendship. That's fine. I am Senator now in truth." The Senator lets out a sad chuckle.
"As for why you'll talk? Because I'll rip it out of your mind if you don't and I have the patience to overwhlem your defences this time."

Lexington is silent but gets to his feet. The Senator sighs and a hand comes into view. Lexington is dragged to the Senator's palm - his eyes going blank as contact happens.

You return to find yourself on your knees surrounded by friends.

> [GRATITUDE] Thank You Minerva

> [WORRY] Shit.

> Just get to the temple and rest up

> Write-In

>>704712
>> [WORRY] Shit.

>>704712
>> [WORRY] Shit.
fug

>>702839
try to stand up, walk out of the alley

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>>702906

Its painful to stand, but at least the bleeding has seemingly stopped. Using the wall for support, you walk to the alley's arched entrance. Water drips down from the arch into your neck and glances down your shoulder.
Shivers.
The moon is out in its half-drunken state. Low and barely visible through the thick layer of clouds.
You can tell that too much motion is going to re-open your side. You also notice that you're remarkable thirsty, and hungry. You must have been passed out for a while.

The street is two-way, and according to the signage on a lamp-post, Left (south) brings you to the city center. Right (north) towards the Warehouse district.

HP: 100
Spell Slots: 10
Hero Points: 1

>>702958
go south. your office/place of events is that way

Rolled 66 (1d100)

>>716959
Rolling for Attack Helicopter.

Rolled (1d00)

>>717019

Ok then lets go with female come n

>>701273

>Are there any other pitfalls to keep track of while running a good civ quest?

OP must update quest quickly and regularly...

OP must define the rules of the game clearly and apply them with consistency...

OP must endeavor to produce compelling, high-quality content...

...

In short: 'Make it fucking good'...

Some People hurl themselves into stats. I'm not partial to that approach, but some mechanical depth is needed.

Just, seriously, write properly. Write something interesting and thematic, and epople will enjoy it. The best Civs come with a unique theme

E.g. Cyclops Civ, Militia's old Civ, Jyoti's Ghouls, The old Elephant People one PrimordialFire did, and a good number of others.

>>701651
What are the best Civs out there? Which was the most lightweight Civ?

>>706669
Welcome to Re:Harpy Quest!

I'm your host BurningSigil.
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Dice System is 1d100, Best of 3 rolls, Roll over the DC.
There are sometimes multiple DCs to a single roll ranging from Critical Fail-Major Fail-Failure-Success-Major Success-Critical Success.

There will be roughly 10-15 minutes for voting and updates will take place on average of 20-40 minutes after I call the vote.

After all sessions I will stick around for Q&A. Feel free to ask me silly questions, tell jokes, and hang out with your QM.

I return after ages hiatus. I hope you didn’t miss me too much.

>>706669
>Insert lewd stick in egg hole

>>706669
>Screw Time out! Disobey your parents even more.

>>712741
Awwww yeah its time for Audit!

Sad to see that Mad Curi didn't make the cut but everyone looks so sweet!

>>712741
[Enhance Kno - Oh, hey, long time, no see, Mary! Sorry about that, had a client on the other line.

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>>712741
Here's our assets at the moment.
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G:1005
Runes: 9
Mana: 41
Staff: 5
Army: 14

Known Runes:
Water
Fancy
Stone
Comfy
Explode
Sword
Metal
Wood
Container
Fist
Cloth
Magic
String
Fire
Mind
Oil
Music
Mithril
Psionic
Levitation
Wind

===Items===
Chests: G10
Food: Good- G10, Excellent- G20

===Basic Units===
Builder: Can build rooms. Can also construct hallways for the dungeon and fill any space with basic traps. (Purchased)
Cook: Cooks food. Boosts morale for other units. (Purchased)
Dungeoneer: Builds magical traps and manages the Army. Can also infuse demons with more runes. (Purchased)

===Advance Units===
Archiver: Upgrade to Librarian. Can transmute runes. G-600 (Purchased)
Carpenter has been unlocked. This will halve the price for all rooms. Costs G300 (Purchased)
Chef has been unlocked. Cooks food better. G100. (Purchased)

Demonologist II: Can fuse two runes together to create an Opposite Rune. G-3000. Minus 50 for each rune known.

===Basic Rooms===
Kitchen: G-200 BOUGHT
Barracks: G200 BOUGHT
Empty Room: G50
Treasure Room: G100

===Advance Rooms===
Mini-Boss Room: G100
Final Boss Room: G1000
False Final Boss Room: G500 (Must contain a trap of some kind)
Trapped Room: G75 (Requires Builder)
Magical Trap: G100 (Requires Dungeoneer)
False Wall: G25 (Requires Dungeoneer)

Note: Rooms are furnished with the bare minimum. They can be enhanced with runes.

=====

Our dungeon has evolved quite a bit since it's initial inception.

2/3

>>709890
C

>>709890
J

>>709890
A.

>>700990
>> Find Captain Welchley, this business with undermining your orders needs addressing, even if the couple hours extra has done wonders for that headache you'd developed.

>>700990
>> Find Captain Welchley, this business with undermining your orders needs addressing, even if the couple hours extra has done wonders for that headache you'd developed.

>>700990
>> Find Captain Welchley, this business with undermining your orders needs addressing, even if the couple hours extra has done wonders for that headache you'd developed.

>>700544
I think that we may need to let them eke out a victory and get the tablet so that they can get a "translation" listing the other objects we'll go after.

Hey folks, trying my best.

You’ve been sitting there eating oatmeal for about a half hour now. You’re still not certain how it’s all getting in, but you’re trying not to think of that as you plan for your next encounter with the Shining Hearts Squadron. You know you're going to meet them after stealing the stone tablet, but the question is how to not only convince them that they need to consider themselves a team, but how to have such a realization lead to success on their part. You're aware that there is a significant risk of them either getting too frustrated to focus, or calling in reinforcements, which wouldn't be good as it would run the risk of teaching the wrong lesson.

You have to find a way to how to convince them that being considerate of each other is important, and should they figure that out, maaaybe allow them some sort of partial victory…?

>You don't really need the tablet. Maybe allow them to take it from you? That would likely give them a morale boost, and would likely put them on the right track to stopping you. You can't help but be worried that they might consider last time a fluke however, and start slacking again...
>Maybe if you let them get a portion of it… it might galvanise them to get their act together faster. Or it just might cause more tension since they came so close…
>Don’t let them get the tablet at all. They need to learn these lessons as thoroughly as possible. Only by utilizing them all together and they stay in tune, can they stand a chance.
>Other

>>700210
Talk to cook. Cookys are good to make friends with while on a ship. They always have something special stored away for special occasions

You head below deck and after a little while of searching, you find the mess. You see a few marauders sleep idly with booze next to them on some tables, and a... Well, you see a man fully covered in red plate armor, with Khornate symbols and a giant two-handed axe. Across from him seems to be a similar looking warrior, but his helmet has giant horns, and less red and Khornate. He instead has plain black and chaos symbols, along with a shield and sword. Meanwhile, the cook seems to be making foodstuff for the morning, assisted by two crewmates.

Actions.

>Go up and talk to the cook... Your starving. Also, maybe you can befriend him for some of the "good stuff?"
>Maybe you can sneak into the kitchen somehow? And you know, get into the back?
>You need an excuse to talk in a Scottish accent and drink a lot. Shift to your dwarven form.
>You want to look intimidating as hell. Shift to your half-dragon form.
>Red armor? Khornate symbols? Seems like you might get along with that Chaos Knight over there.
>Maybe the guy sitting near the Khorne Knight is a member of Chaos Undivided? Why not talk to him?
>Eh, you'll just talk to one of the marauders. You prefer the little guys rather then the big guys.
>Write-In

>>700288
>Red armor? Khornate symbols? Seems like you might get along with that Chaos Knight over there.

"I'll go," you offer, "It shouldn't take us too long if we're just going to the alley right? It shouldn't take us more than, what? Fifteen minutes?"

"Yeah, I think so. All I need to do is hop inside and look for a big can, right? That should be easy!"


"Alright alright, you girls can go. But I'm only giving you twenty minutes before you have to come back, got it? And it would probably be best if you don't stray too far, but don't go making a ruckus right behind the house either. Just go down a block and look in one of those, and if someone catches you-"


"We're just two Girl Scouters looking for recyclables for a badge, got it! Wait, let me get ready real quick!" Marilyn races up the stairs, way more prepared for this than you are. She slides past Aria as she comes down the stairs, watching the younger girl disappear on the second floor before coming down to join you on the couch in a half awake daze.


"So what's going on now?" Aria yawns.

"Me and Marilyn are Girl Scouts now."

"Oh?" Raising an eye, Aria looks towards John, "How come you never put me in scouts, Dad?" You try to stifle giggles at the initial confusion on John's face, Aria not bothering to hide it as he finally catches on.


"Damn. If all of you are gonna be my kids, I expect some nice Father's Day gifts. Hey, someone go ask Law if he wants to call me 'daddy' too." Everyone but Lisa is grinning, who instead leans in close to you and whispers.


"He's not really everyone's dad, is he?" Shaking your head 'no', Lisa looks relieved just by the fact that she's not left out of the loop. Bounding down the stairs, Marilyn returns bundled up and prepared to go out. Given a thick pair of gloves much too big for her hands, she's finally ready to start her task. With you leading the way, Lawrence helps the two of you out of the window and back outside. Despite everything being quiet, you can't help but feel on guard after what happened earlier. No car parked in the alley and no one hanging around where they shouldn't be -sans your group- it's an easy beeline to and out the gate. As John suggested, you lead the way from one alley to the next, able to still see the fence to the house.


"Okay, so you know what to do for all this, right?" you ask, peeking into one dumpster as you cover your nose.

"Yeah. Does that one look safe?"

"I...guess? Not really sure what I need to be looking for..."

[1/2]

"Um, here. Let me take a look." Barely able to look over the edge, Marilyn stands on tiptoes to peer inside the half full dumpster. "...it's good enough. Will you help me in?" It's a bit of a struggle, but you manage to help lift and push her inside, ever so thankful that it's not you going feet first into other people's trash.


"Do you need me to do anything else?"

"Keep an eye out. And um, I guess let me know if anyone is coming." Standing on top of stacked black bags, Marilyn searches around for the best place to start first. Finding the target she gets to work, tearing open the bag and starting to sort through it's contents.


"Remember the size we need, I think as long as it's bigger than like a can of vegetables we should be fine." Standing outside the dumpster, you take to looking up and down the alley as Marilyn begins her search. Between the rustling and shifting of trash being sorted you can pick out lyrics that Marilyn hums to herself to occupy the silent space. You think about how nice it would be if she uncovered a radio or even a Walkman inside, but doubt that it'll be that lucky.


"How's it going in there? Finding anything?"

"Um, yeah, actually. I think there's a Folgers can or something in this one. I just need to get some stuff out of the way..."

[2/3dammit, i suck]

"Oh, that's good. No rush, I just wanted to make sure you weren't too busy singing Taylor Dayne and not finding anything." You easily move out of reach when Marilyn attempts to retaliate, fuming at the mention of her singing. Sticking her tongue out briefly, she returns to her work of uncovering the ever so important can. While on guard, you've heard cars come and go occasionally, none of them stopping or raising any suspicion. It's only when you hear people, rather boys, talking from around the corner that you start paying special attention. Sounding to be around your age, it feels odd that they would be out on a school day during this time.


"Yeah man, but what if we get caught?"

"We aren't going to, we'll just hang around the old skate park till we're supposed to be released from class. No one goes over there during the day, and if we don't go now then it'll be too icy to even try anything for weeks!"


Bicycle tires squeaking on the ground, it sounds as if the two are making plans. You aren't too concerned, expecting them to just walk away, but Marilyn seems to think otherwise.


"Oh! Shoot! Help me out of here! I don't want anyone to see me in here!" She says, looking down the way.

"I don't think they're going to see you."

"Bet so! They're cutting class, they aren't going to be walking on the streets! They're probably going to cut through here!" Ready to try and say that she's over reacting, you remember that Marilyn is the one with the most experience in playing hooky.


They're just two boys your age, if you decide to not act suspicious then there's not really much they'll try to do.

But you two should really stay out of sight as much as possible, if you feel like running then there's always down the alley and out the other end or even back into the house if you can manage that. Or, as much as it sucks to say it, you doubt they would stop to look in a dumpster...

What do you do?

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>>Continue being Airi Hirayama.

Your name is Airi Hirayama and nothing else. What were you up to again? Oh, that’s right. Hours ago, you and your brother got started on the third task to assist the organization of the Tournament of Magic. That’s why your brother is pointing a handgun at a trio of delinquents in the scum-filled backstreets of Shibuya. His attempt at intimidation is a huge success. The delinquents freeze on the spot, then shuffle backwards looking as if they suddenly remembered they left the kettle on. Your brother does not lower his arm. He simply stares at the boys in front, his eyes set and firm.

A couple of tense seconds pass. Up in the sky, a raven crows. The delinquent at the front, with the dirty shirt and bandages around his fists, spits. It leaves a dark patch on some cracked concrete. He snarls at your brother.

“Tch, this better be good.”

He walks towards a door at the side of the rusted warehouse front. His two fellows follow. Their retreating backs disappear from sight. Keiichi lowers his gun and puts it to his side. You blink and it’s gone, no doubt having fallen back into his ‘space’.

“That was quick,” Hideki remarks. He grins at your brother, “Hey Keiichi, if those guys got too close were you going to shoot?”

Your brother shrugs. “Depends on how many of them came at once. If it was all of them, then yeah maybe.”

“Don’t guns make loud noises, though? Wouldn’t that have attracted a lot of attention?”

“I think I was hoping I could handle them with pistol-whipping alone.” Your brother says. His eyes go a little distant and he raises a hand to his forehead, “And now my spirit mentor says I can’t. Dammit.”

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“Imagine all the gang members hearing gunshots and them rushing to this very spot. They find three unconscious bodies, a guy they don’t know standing above them with a smoking gun. In response, they take out their weapons and charge towards us!” Hideki gasps and raises a hand to his mouth. He wraps his arms around his body and begins to sway back and forth on the spot, shivering. His teeth chatter. “Man, that sounds super scary!”

Your brother rolls his eyes, “Come on, we all know you’d be able to handle yourself in a situation like that. Also, guns don’t smoke that much.”

“Hey, I know I’m great, but even I can’t beat up fifty guys at once.”

“Yeah, you’d run up a wall and start jumping across the rooftops. Then you’d go home and write about how awesome you were.”

Hideki smiles. “Can’t deny that. There’s always a good story to be found in escaping impossible odds.” He then turns to you, his notepad out. “Hey, Airi-chan, if you were in your brothers’ shoes, what would’ve you done?”

“Oh no no no.” You say, shaking your head and waving your arms about. “I’m not aggressive enough for this kind of negotiation. Onii-chan is better suited.”

“I dunno, I think you can be pretty intimidating when you want to,” Hideki says, winking. Your brother nods in agreement.

“I’m really not, honest.” You mumble. “…do you two think so?”

“Sis, did you forget a few hours ago you threatened to rip Hideki’s dick off?” Your brother says, his voice flat.

The remark causes you to bury your face in your hands. Hideki clutches his hands to his stomach and guffaws. His laugh rings like a set of bells through the empty street. You swear your scarf is doing the same, except in a much more canine-sounding fashion. “That was an accident. I really don’t know what came over me back then…” You exclaim, your cheeks glowing pink. No, that really isn’t an excuse. You look at Hideki with remorse, “I’m sorry.” You say.

“Apology accepted, Airi-chan.” Is his sincere reply.

“Eh, he probably deserved it. Don’t worry about it.” Your brother says. Hideki whips his head around to stare at your brother. Then his eyebrows crease downwards, he clutches his chest and lets out a shrill, but fake, cry of pain. Your brother ignores him. He grins and ceases his act.

“While we’re on the topic, Airi-chan,” Hideki says, “Isn’t your magic art kinda frightening if you haven’t seen it before?”

You bite your lip. A stray finger plays with the fabric in your fluttering red scarf, “It’s not that scary...I hope.” You murmur.

“Don’t worry, it’s not.” Your brother reassures. A small smirk flickers on his lips, “It just makes people think you might be suicidal.”

"Aren't those two basically the same thing?" Hideki remarks.

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“I can’t help it!” You exclaim, “Things just happen naturally!”

“Well, if all else fails, you could always use your cuteness against the delinquents.” Hideki says and winks. “They say a woman’s charm can open all kinds of doors!”

You blush again. “Um, that’s…” You stammer.

“Not in a million years.” Your brother grouses, jabbing Hideki in the ribs. He stumbles to the side, clutching his chest, but still maintains his cat-like grin. Your brother hisses at him and nods his head towards the warehouse front door. “Now shut up,” he says, “Someone is coming out.”

You look towards the door, relieved that the topic has finally changed. You and the two boys watch as a lone figure emerges from the darkness within the warehouse. It’s masculine, like the other members of the gang. Broad shoulders, a tall physique and long and stocky legs. You see blonde hair in a buzzcut, a set of pale eyes and a large, square jaw. His facial muscles are hard like boulders. There’s a black, leather jacket on his back and it’s unzipped, revealing a white-shirt with an imprint of a crimson skull. Behind him, the trio of delinquents from earlier trudge out.

“That’s them.” The one with the mohawk says, pointing at your group. The blonde boy stomps out into the afternoon sunlight and eyeballs the lot of you. He settles on your brother, his expression contorting into a mean grimace.

“You the guy who pointed a gun at my boys?” His voice is heavy and thick, reminding you of the footsteps of a giant.

“They started it.” Your brother replies, locking eyes with the heavy-set boy. The faces of the delinquents behind contort in anger. “Can’t fault me for self-defense, yeah?”

>how am i gonna be like those other quest anons if no-one responds

>>715594
Your first post is the one that needs to sell people on the quest. Your first post contains literally nothing interesting.

>>715594
gonna have to double up on >>715897

I sincerely believe you are incapable and/or lieing about doing a nanowrimo if this is the word count of your opening.

>>701286
>Princess Sakamoto.

>>701286
>>The Soviet pilot you had grabbed yesterday.

>>701286
>Princess Sakamoto.
This shall be interesting.

"Ichigo..."
You call out to him.
"Stop embarrassing yourself please.
Do you really think You killed him?"

His eyes go wide.
"Wha-"

"Who do you think shot its legs out from under him?
Or do you believe I'd tolerate someone stealing my name like that?
For a hollow to stoop so low that he'd steal anothers identity just for a few scraps of food... No dignity...
He's better off dead anyway."

"SO YOU TOOK YUZUS ARM?!"

You then smack the boys head with the blunt end of your sword.
"No, you idiot!
You even recalled his appearance for crying out loud!
Pay attention!"

After he shakes off the dull pain he looks at your sword and then you.
"W-wait... that isn't your sword. Where did you get this monst-
HOW DID YOU GET HERE?!"

Even Yoruichi looks at you dumbfounded.
You spin around your sword and stab the tip into the ground.
"This? This IS my sword and not that toothpick I've been swinging around up until now.
I mostly use that as a cane.
And as for this speed... It's the arrancar equivalent of your shunpo, called Sonído."

The boy looks at you confused once more.
"Again with this arrancar crap.
What's the deal with that? Are you just some super hollow or something?
If so then do you eat people?"

You look at Yoruichi who is still naked.
She walks up to you and Ichigo begins covering his eyes almost immediately.
It looks like she's about to tell Ichigo her version of things and you can't help but to get curious, it's not often you get such a first hand intel from your enemies themselves.

>Start explaining what an arrancar is, don't let Yoruichi say a word.
>Let her speak but correct her if she says something wrong
>Allow her to tell everything herself. It's better that the kids remain oblivious.
>Other? (write-in)

>>699760
>Start explaining what an arrancar is, don't let Yoruichi say a word.
TIME FOR PLOT DUMP

>>699760
>>Let her speak but correct her if she says something wrong