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[ Oneshot depending on reception. This is mostly to test out a system. ]

Welcome, to the realm of Saighir – and the Eastern Kingdom of Elegarde, a kingdom populated by fierce humans and dwarves alike. This realm is embroiled within fierce warfare, as the Kingdom of Elegarde holds fast against the encroaching Elven approach from the West in the wake of the revival of magicka – a kingdom of two, against a kingdom of three.

You are a prisoner – one of three years, so you fear that you aren’t what you used to be. You came from a background of. . .

> Agriculture. You were one of the few farmers in the Cohort Quarter of Elegarde at the time you were arrested.
> Battle. You stood your ground for Elegarde amongst the best – and as such, expected nothing but honour. How poorly the tide has turned for you.
> Politics. You sought a seat upon the Council of the Puritan Quarter of Elegarde, though were quickly involved in a scandal that lead to your summary arrest.
> Religion. You sought to advance through seminary, however were caught in scandal when one of the Bishops fornicated with a child and you were nearby.

You are of what gender? It’s been long since you’ve looked upon yourself, and over the last three years of whippings, labor, and weak meals, you’ve lost sight of who you truly were.

> A man.
> A woman.
> A trap. This is absolutely heretical and may lead to execution farther on.

And of what race?

> Human.
> Dwarf.
> Half elf.
> Tanari.

What constellation guides you from the stars?
> Pick a class from the system.
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> Religion. You sought to advance through seminary, however were caught in scandal when one of the Bishops fornicated with a child and you were nearby.


>a trap

>half elf

>deprived
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Deprived – the stars of deprivation, known to oversee even the most determined of those whom live within the realm. Your name was Ciaran, a half-elven prisoner of three years of whom failed seminary and intruding upon the church – and you also happen to be a male whom is oriented to appearing feminine.

Deprivation has lead to you baring no equipment – even your clothes are all but too torn from the constant work pressed upon you by the guards of this prison. Your strength has diminished, feeble at best – though you have learned that you can still hold your own in this forsaken prison.

Your ears, pointed though mostly human, tip ever-the-slightest downwards as you hear the cell door open, rising from where you stand on the floor at the rousing cry of, “Up to your feet, prisoner!”

Shifting to your feet, you remain still – covering yourself decently where rags disobey.

“You’ve been selected. Unbefitting of one of you damned crossbreeds, but if the Council beckons, I’m not getting in the way of it.” The guard utters – their tone gravely, perhaps a few teeth missing. You’re uncertain and unwilling to test this by looking up at them as they undo the shackles around your legs.

After they rattle to the floor, you’re pushed forwards roughly, one hand clad in leather upon your right shoulder.

“March, prisoner. Move your damned feet before I knock them out from under you.”

> “Where are we going?”
> Remain quiet. You’ll learn when you get there.
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>>685514
>"Where are we going?"

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Your mission is to press this button, i have to avoid it
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>>687327
This sentence is false
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>>687327
The button is pressed in the past tense
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>>687327
I press the button

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Rolled 64 (1d100)

Last time you made things blow up on a massive scale, suffered employment problems, and finally decided to work with an usual villain who despite being otherwise ordinary was able to pick a fight with an entire team of super heroes, but win.

Your now heading to his HQ which apparently is located in the notorious Scar. A place where things best left forgotten are buried, the dead refuse to stay dead, and dark secrets a kept. A refuge for the monstrous, the hated, and the hunted. A very dangerous place with secrets left best undisturbed.

Yet somehow he thought it a good idea to base himself there. Fortunately you are being escorted there by some old clones with new gear. They say it would likely be a rough trip but full of shortcuts. You don't really doubt them and just hope the sign up bonus/hazard pay are going to be worth it.

So you headed down there prepared for the worse and hoping that maybe just maybe things wont go too poorly. Things so far have went oddly well if you don't account for the getting attacked by zombies and mutants once each. Only problem is you find yourself at a crossroads. One place route leading to a place of twisted machinery and the other a place of infestation. Supposedly on the other side of both these places is the base...where safety is.

What do?
>Take the machinery route
>Take the infested route
>Try to go around.
>Back track to see if you can find another way
>Other?
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Rolled 85 (1d100)

>>662180
Old Thread.

Reminder your a super with literally explosive powers and immunity. You decided to join a villain's gang for profit, good position, and because he ain't stupid.
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Rolled 94 (1d100)

>>674611
>Take the machinery route
Getting exploded machinery on us won't infest us with brood. Secondly Brood, thirdly FUCKING BROOD. The machines may be just as dangerous but they won't infect us.
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Rolled 16 (1d100)

>>674611
Other las makes a convincing arguement

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Chaos is the natural state of this world – that is something its residents know well.
Century upon century this poor ball of earth and the billions that inhabited it have been stuck in a constantly shifting states between total war and natural disaster caused by the residual magic from such wars.
What was once a planet of some strange, magical common ancestor, is now a planet that houses species both natural and manufactured, living and undead, magical and brawny. The twisted environments of this planet birthed these many species, though there are many suspicions that some of the species one may encounter were not truly originated on this world at all.

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You, illustrious leader, will impose your will upon this world, and establish a home for many generations.

Which race do you belong to?
> Majority vote on race
> Majority vote on location (Every location will have a severe magical influence on it, so keep that in mind when describing what you want)

This will operate like a hybrid of a civ/quest. Players will operate the de facto leaders of whatever species is chosen, viewing the game through their perspective, but will also be making decisions concerning the advancement of your Civ.
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>>680947
Elves
Ruins
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>>680956
I'll be here all day, just to let y'all know. Stuck at home with the flu, woo
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>>680947
Hags
Swamp

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The old man and child walk together along the waterfront outside the Temple. The lapping waves are only occasionally accompanied by the sounds of conversation between the teacher and student. The child- no longer a child- has grown taller, stronger, and wears a new look of purpose. The old man carries a few more wrinkles in his jovial face and his once silver hair is now streaked throughout with white. The old man stops abruptly and looks to the sea, his face inscrutable. At once, the man relaxes and sits on the ground, calling over the younger boy to join him.

"Have you ever looked upon the sea, Amon? Not simply see it, but truly look at it? Watch it?"

The younger monk shakes his head, lost. The old sage laughs in turn at the perplexed look on the young boy's face.

"How amusing, this. Monks who've spent their entire lives alongside the sea have never thought to stop and look at their own neighbor. It would seem even monks aren't immune to their own ego. Come, sit," He waves the boy over. The boy obliges, curious yet again to hear what his teacher- his friend- has to say.

"Look upon the waves, Amon. Look how they ebb and flow with themselves. See how the ocean seems to swirl, how it moves itself."
"Point to a droplet in the ocean, Amon."

"I-I don't think that is possible, Myatsuu."

"So you cannot point out the single drop of water that moves the sea?"

"I believe nobody could"

"Then why do men put such faith in the idea of power? Why do they believe one man can move the world alone? Why do they seek to control the tide of life itself?
Just as a drop of water in the ocean moves and -in turn- is carried by that same water that surrounds it, so to is a single man connected to the fate of all of mankind.

All life is conjoined. We perceive only a small portion, but through time itself- the past, the present, the future- the actions of great and lesser men have rippled eternally.

Everything flows. All is connected."


"Yeah...I think I see what you mean."
The young Amon concedes quietly, thumbing the red beads through his fingers.
R-E-L-E-A-S-E....

"When you look upon the ocean, you are not only looking at reality.
You are seeing the truth. This is the heart of the Ninshu."

....M-E

The older monk turns back to look at the young Amon, his eyes deep voids of churning RED .

WAS IT NOT YOU WHO LEFT ME TO DIE? WAS THIS HOW YOU JUSTIFY YOUR SIN? LET THE SEEDS OF WHAT YOU HAVE DONE GERMINATE IN YOUR SOUL.
EMBRACE THE POWER YOU HAVE BEEN GIVEN. MOVE THE ROTTING TIDES THEMSELVES.
RELEASE ME.
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-4q4HyvdAYw

>Your name is Amon Shuu, a humble monk of the Water Temple.
>You have no family to speak of, another one of the many casualties of the 2nd Shinobi World War. Your luck pulled through when a wandering monk, Myatsuu, snatched you from the debris of a border skirmish between Konohagakure and Kirigakure with your village having been reduced to rubble in the midst of battle. You were 4 years old. The monk, Myatsuu, brought you back to the Water Temple in the marshy coastlines of the Land of Water.

>Nearly 14 years later, the Temple- your home- had fallen to attackers from the Village Hidden in the Mist after a young girl, Rin. Leaving to honor your duties, you travel across lands to deliver the merchant, Yoru, safely to his destination and find any surviving monks of your order. This is where your story begins.


Character pastebin (to be revised): http://pastebin.com/3vzHnmkj
Archive: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=Ninja%20Monk
QM Twitter: @TheRedL4dy
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You awake with a yell, sweating feverishly. After a deep breaths, you come back to your senses. Rising from the sleeping bag Yoru'd given you, you check your companions. Rin is sleeping deeply by the now extinguished fireplace and you can hear Yoru's snores from somewhere upstairs. The telltale pittering static you hear from outside tells you it's slightly raining. Looking out the window you see it's still pretty dark, probably early morning.

You relax, but remember the nightmare.
The Beads.
You look hesitantly to your pack next to you, filled with the various reading materials and essentials for your journey...as well as..
They're poking out of the lip of your backback, twinkling slightly. A shudder involuntarily makes its way through your shoulders.

Rin and Yoru are still asleep, but you may want to do some things before waking them up and heading out. Your body has started to ache for the daily training you'd become so familiar with at the Water Temple.

It's still early, you...

>Take a walk around the town, you could use some alone time. Maybe there are some interesting things to see.
>Find a spot outside to perform your morning exercise
>Study the beads
>Find some food for your friends, maybe look for a shop to buy items for your journey from when Yoru wakes up
>Wake up your companions for an early start
>Write in
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>>678555
>Take a walk around the town, you could use some alone time. Maybe there are some interesting things to see.

ayy caught up just in time for the thread

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Please note: Dank Gate Academy is a non-profit, fan-based parody. Dark Gate Academy is owned by Booker T. Man, and Hack Corporations. Please support the official release.
Far off, nestled in an otherwise small Japanese town lies Dank Gate Academy. An institution of tremendous size, the Academy holds a long kept secret. Unknown to the outside world, this unseemly town is home to a tear in our reality. A gate between our world and a bizarre dimension known as the Blacklands. The inhabitants of this hellish world breach this gate and attempt to flood into our reality and spread throughout the world on a regular basis. However, Dank Gate Academy is home to students of truly extraordinary abilities. The ability to sense the presence of these evil Blacklad creatures, and defeat them in combat, sending them back through the gate.

They cannot close the rift between our world and the Blacklands, but the students and staff of Dank Gate Academy have dedicated their lives to using their amazing powers to hold back the darkness that plagues our world, even if it costs them their lives. They have risen up to the challenge and in secret have become great heroic defenders of the world as we know it.

You... are not one of them. You are a transfer student, from America. There was a bit of a mix-up.

Opening Theme: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Kas6akz1jWU
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“So, Royji, I’ve been reviewing your records, and I think that this academy is the perfect place to whip a delinquent like you into place.”

You roll your eyes as you lean back in your chair. Your name is Royji Smith. The birds outside are singing and it’s a beautiful day. You wish you could take advantage of this fact, but right now you’re stuck in the counselor’s office. Hito, you think his name was. Damn, you may be the king of delinquents, but still. The first goddamn place you’re sent to when you get to this dump of a school is the counsellor’s office. You didn’t fly thousands of miles over the Pacific Ocean to get to Japan just to be lectured. Who did this guy even think he was?

“Royji, are you listening to me?” Hito sighs. “We hold a very high standard here at Dank-” you snigger, “Gate Academy. We expect you to perform here at the best of your potential, alright?”

“Alright, listen, Hito. I’m a black guy in an all-Asian school. What the hell makes you think I’ll even be able to approach your standards?” You fire back. Though, it is a legitimate question. How the hell are you even going to be above last place in an Asian school? Maybe you’ll just copy off some nerdy kid with glasses. To be honest, you actually did pretty well in your studies in America, and got 100s on the assignments you bothered to do, but that was America. This is Japan. Huh, come to think of it, what were you even doing here in Jap-

“Royji. Do not, in any way, think that you are unique in your delinquency. I’ve had your kind in my classes before. I am not your enemy, Royji. I’m here to help you become a better student. I’m sure you’ll be pleased to find that I am your homeroom teacher. This is your chance at a new start, so let’s make it a pleasant one. That being said, do you have any questions?”

>Nah, I'm good.
>Yeah, where's the nearest exit?
>So the girls in this dump, how hot are they?
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>>673317
>>So the girls in this dump, how hot are they?
The most important question of all.
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>>673317
>>Yeah, where's the nearest exit?

Also;
>Dark Gate Academy is owned by Booker T. Man, and Hack Corporations.
>Hack Corporations.
pic related

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Welcome to Not so Glorious Quest!

This is an anything can happen wacky adventure, where (you) the player(s) usually dictate the actions and decisions of our young 16 years old girl protagonist “Ilin” in a medieval fantasy-esque setting. But today will be different! Ilin has completely disappeared! Your main objective today is to find her!

Have Fun!

Disclaimer: My English sucks, mature themes could appear and this will get even dumber.

Twitter: https://twitter.com/91m10

Archive: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?searchall=Not+so+glorious+quest

Last time you amend your ways with Joane, your strict teacher. Then you went to school, learned a thing or two about everything in the world, and almost killed your P.E. teacher with the power of SWOLE! Finally you found an evil mysterious creature spirit rock thing that has mysterious powers! Then you —

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Tonight we have a very special chapter; first you need to pick which character you want to play as until you find good ol’ Ilin. Before you could pick between them, they want to convince you to vote for them:


Shimilia’s speech

“Wait, why I go first? Ehem… Hi friends! It’s me, Sharpshooter Butterfly Detective Superstar Lighting Shimilia! And I want you to vote for me! You know I’m the most capable to save Ilin, unlike that fat piggy murderer who shall not be named!”

“Shimi, you piece of shit, stop shit talking me in front of them!”

“You’ll get your turn fatty! Where was I?... Remember I’m fast, I’m cool, I’m funny and I only come in one size unlike—“

“SHIMI! STOP!”

“Hehe… Now seriously, give me this chance… please… I want to protect my friend, the only true friend I have in this world! If anything happens to her… I… I…” Shimi starts crying, “Stupid!... Stupid!... I need to show them I’m strong, not a crybaby!... They would never pick me if I keep crying!... … …”

Shimi is unable to end her speech. Please give your strength to Shimilia!
Emily’s speech

“Hi everyone, we haven’t been introduced properly, I’m Emily and Ilin is my best friend on this whole world. So please vote for me! I’m not good with words and anything else really, I’m slow, out of shape little parasite who only has been a burden to you all this 6 chapters, I belittled you, throw you guys away and resent you for everything bad that happened to me… but…”

“But, what? VOTE SHIMILIA GUYS!”

“Shimi, I swear to god I’m going to beat the crap out of you!”

“Tell me how.”

“Well, first I’m going to grab—“

“You can’t catch me! You can barely move! You’re useless! You only cook to make yourself fatter! I’m not trying to be mean now, but our friend’s life is in danger. Make no mistake, guys, this is serious, if we somehow fail, Ilin is going to die. We can’t waste our time with Emily’s pity trip!— HEY, WHO ARE YOU PEOPLE?!”

“We’re security, please come with us.”

“DON’T TOUCH ME! HELP! NO! IF YOU CONTINUE I’LL CALL THE REAL POLICE! NOOOOoooo…” Shimilia is taken by the security out of this dark room.

“… I know it's truth. I’m just a dumb useless fatty… Dad was right, Champagne Bear’s owner was right, Shimilia is right. But… I want redemption, I want to be useful! I want to repay what everyone has done for me! Please give me this chance! Please let me be the hero that Ilin is always for me!”

Emily wants to stop being useless. Please give your strength to Emily!


Who you vote for?

>It’s time for Detective Shimilia’s second case.
>It’s time to start Emily’s Redemption.
>Write In.
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>>673859
I want Emily but I'm going to go
>Shimi
To save ilin.
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>>673859
>Emily

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You are Lieutenant Richter Von Tracht, a freshly minted tank commander of the Archduchy of Strossvald. On a train ride to what was meant to be a calm deployment, a band of what at first impression seem to be exceptionally daring and well equipped brigands has destroyed and derailed the train engine before assaulting it, in what you can only assume is an attempt to steal its cargo, including the lone tank aboard.

That tank, however, is yours, and you are loathe to give it up to so brutish an opponent. As satisfying it would be to climb aboard it and crush the enemy like a knight of yore climbing aboard his steed, the tank is empty of fuel and ammunition; both things stored in an adjacent cargo car. Even if that were not the case, it was securely chained down for transport. It was possible to drive it off of the flatcar, but it would take time to remove the bindings.
Your first course of action was to reunite with your crew; you could hardly attempt to drive off these bandits on your own. You make your short run to the car ahead of you, where your crew was, while the bandits’ opening fusillade was dying off. Waiting for them to stop and begin closing would be suicide; they had at least a couple of guns, and if they were able to blow a train off the tracks who knew what else they had.

The car where your crew was had turned over, so you were prepared for the worst, but besides some bruising there was little damage. Stein and Malachi had become pinned under a heavy piece of furniture, which you and Hans were able to move when you arrived.

“I didn’t realize we were at war.” Hans said sarcastically as he lifted the dark wood cabinet off of the other crew.

“Is it the Reich?” Stein inquired wearily.

“If it was the Reich you’d know it,” you inform him, “That and they would have had to break through the Blumlands Line before we could hear about it, which is near impossible. Even the biggest guns around can’t crack those fortresses.”

“That’s nice and all but,” Hans butted in, letting the cabinet crash down after Stein and Malachi had crawled out from under it, “I’m more concerned with the guns outside than the biggest ones around.”

You shove your sword into Stein’s hands, him seeming to be the biggest of your crew and the most able to use it. He blinks at you, but knows better than to ask the obvious.

You and your crew dash out, using the tank as cover. A few shots crack about as you crouch around the tank, rounds clanging harmlessly off. Climbing into it would be incredibly risky as of now, but that may change when you are better armed.

You spot one of your enemies in the brush, rising and approaching. You notice, a somewhat strange thing, that he is dressed in a raggedy but still recognizable coat of Strossvald’s infantry. A rogue soldier or perhaps looted off of one as a disguise?

It mattered not now.

>Take careful aim.
>Spread out the derringer shots to try and suppress
>Keep running
>Input
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Character limit meant I couldn't link to the previous thread in the first post, I'll do so here:

http://archived.moe/qst/thread/632541

The previous thread has a simple map of the situation at its end in case you just came in and you have no clue what is going on right now.

Also, my twitter is at

https://twitter.com/scheissfunker
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>>673751

>Take careful aim.

From a position of cover if available, as opposed to just plain old concealment. I like things that can stop bullets.
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>>673751
The tank should have a bottom escape hatch/toilet
Have one of our smaller men crawl up underneath the tank and pop it so he can get inside without being exposed

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Previous Thread: >>608848
Chapter Directory: http://pastebin.com/sgnYBisD

Welcome readers to Scrumptious Calem and Kuudere Serena's Tubular Voyage, a ridiculously wacky over-the-top monster-of-the-week reinterpretation of the plot of Pokemon X and Y! This story has moved from /vp/ after being hosted there since Oct. 2013, if you're new and this is your first time with us, please consider catching up with the dropbox archives in the Chapter Directory for the latest on our lore and inside jokes or sit down and enjoy the ride with little-to-no context whatsoever! Either way, you're in for a show! Now enough explanations, any longer and Gen VII will have come out! Enjoy! There is literally nothing wrong with any of the mid-stage evolutions.
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[A FEW DAYS AGO. . .]
[DESOLATE, UNCHARTED REACHES — LUMIOSE BADLANDS]

Deep in the heart of the barren wastes..

Across the shifting sands,
Among the drifting dunes,

Atop a staggering butte..
In the peak of the parched unknown..

Once every few years..
A deity rises from the mist..

Plagued by its own faith,
Haunted by its own undying hope,

Day by day..
Night by night..

It waits in searing solitude for a dream that will never come..

[rrrrn . . .]

[Magearna. . .]
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>>672798
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t1eXrh5SuH8
The beast emits a solemn moan and resigns itself to total isolation, a self-convicted fate drawn from halcyon days.

Its seclusion is short-lived, however, cut short by a presence.

[. . !]

Its eyes snap open and without a second thought the beast arms itself in preparation of a fierce defense, billows of boiling hot steam expelling from its flaring body at high-pressure. A warning shot is fired in tandem with an earsplitting roar, blistering torrents of water piercing the ground below and eroding it an instant.

The intruder, imperceptible to the naked eye but detected all the same, steps out of hiding—a thin hair from being caught in the crossfire.
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"Kekeheheeeee... that was close.." he remarks as his color begins to return to him. "One more inch to the left and I'd be a pile of mush.. kekehee.. I guess that means this isn't a mirage.."

His tongue—elastic and elongated—slithers out of his mouth to lap at his upper lip as looks up and marvels at the deity standing before him. "The Steam Pokemon.. as I live in breathe.. So the rumors were true, you do wander these wastelands."

He receives no verbal response, instead, a cocking of arm cannons.

"Kuh!" the lizard shrieks, literally turning pale. "S-Su-Surly, aren't we? Lower those cannons, I'm not here to disturb you..."

The beast is conflicted, but in spite of better judgment, ultimately relents to hear him spin his tale.

"Yes... I think you'll be very interested to know that I come on urgent business..."

. . .
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>>672819
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[PRESENT DAY — PRESENT TIME]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aklrGH_G_j8
The sick, dark, disgusting shotaphile inside you wishes that you could grab Trevor's soft, perky little butt and pinch it for all its worth, but instead you make do with his cute widdle babyface cheeks. "A-Ahh! C-Crush-It Calem! W-What are you—t-there are people watching!"

"Awww!~" you gush over the meek, modest bookworm as if he were your own son, or a small Lillipup on the side of the road (has he actually gotten cuter since your last encounter with him?). "You don't want to see your friends fight in this big 'ol debate, don'tcha? " you coo, twisting his defense of Tierno into undiluted pacifism. "You won't have to worry about a thing, trust me, everything's gonna be okay. This whole debate's a load of baloney, it doesn't mean anything, it's just.. it's like.. think of it like.. a p-party! A party where we get to blow off a little steam!"

"Blow off a little steam.. and talk radical politics?"

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Is this the right board for doing a dwarf fortress succession game? If not I will delete this thread.

Let's play some Dwarf Fort guys.

The first step is to vote on the embarkation parameters and claim turns. You have 24 hours to take your turn before you are passed over.
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>>682015
http://www.reddit.com/r/DwarfFortress
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Sorry I do not use Reddit.
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>>682015
Here is the world map.

Yes I use tilesets, please do not shame me.

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Previous: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/653401/
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A tottering old woman walked down the garish purple and red carpeted hallways of her apartment block, her thick rimmed glasses catching the light in an intimidating glint as she slowly walks past her fellow tenants rooms.

The doors slammed shut in front of her, the terrified occupants rushing back inside their room to lock themselves inside as she walked closer to them. A disappointed frown was painted on her face, as was her makeup. And this combined with how messy her hair bun was today made it clear she was out for blood.
And somehow she gave off the air of a dangerous animal, rather than the sweet old lady she looked like, and often acted like. Its clear something has already ruined her day, and she was seeking ruthless revenge. She made a show of it, glancing at every door she passed, like she was going to choose one at any second and subject the poor man or woman behind it to a fate worse than hell itself. But it was all a show, she already knew where she was going, to the door at the end of the hallway, 846, Where that damned squirrely scientists lived, no doubt using her poor homes power grid for some madcap experiment or another.

She stopped outside of the only uncared for and unpolished door in the building, her frown deepening as she heard that Mr Atom running around in a panic inside, cursing loudly as the lights dimmed in the hallway. The old woman bit her lip and tilted her head, veins popping on her withered face as she raised her fist slowly to the door, as one of the bulbs exploded behind her.

And knocked it as hard as she could.

"ADAM ATOM!" She roar, her voice shaking the entire building "STOP WITH THIS FOOLISHNESS IMMEDIATELY!"

For a moment, there was silence. And then slowly, the no good scientist peeked out of the door, his glass sitting askew on his nose, with one lens cracked beyond repair, no doubt from his naughty experiment.

"Ah, Mrs Shriek" He said meekly, his unshaven face looking sickly in the dim light of his room "I didn't think you were"

"Visiting?" She asked, her voice cutting like a knife through the air

"Still alive" Adam mummured looking back into his apartment as Shriek glared murderously at him "So uh what do you want? I mean, I didn't run your cat over or anything right?"

"I don't have a cat" She says humorlessly as she stares up at him hatefully "I was just wondering if you noticed how oddly our power has been acting today, you wouldn't have anything to do with that..right?"

Adam glances back into his apartment, frowning and glaring in annoyance at someone or something inside of it

"Of course" He says looking a little skittish "Why would I mess with a power grid? I may be an expert on ultra, but that doesn't mean I play around with it like play doh"

cont
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Mrs shriek stared up at him, stoop a step forward and peek through the gap in the doorway. She squints right before he steps in front of her.

"Who's that girl on you couch?" She spits spitefully as Adam chuckled nervously

"Oh? She's just...a friend, who needed some place to crash for awhile" He said quickly

"Like that lilith girl you're always hanging around" Shriek says, her disgust being thick enough to cut with a knife.

"....no, and I've told you she's my college" Adam says shutting the door in Shriek's face "Now if you excuse me, I need to find where I put my resume"

The old woman stared at the door, and walked away, making a mental note to check in on him sometime later. She was sure he had something to do with this mess
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Eve Spark
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I stare at the ceiling, watching the veins of the building pulse through the wall. Who wired this place? its a mess, all of the wires are crossing over each other, and none of them are organized at all. I begin to trace my finger through the air, my veins lighting up as I try to make some sense of this buildings power grid.

If I just move a few of these wires over here, and a few over here I could make this a lot less jumbled and chaotic. And since all of the bends and knots in the wires are holding back the flow of Ultra, once I untangle them efficiency will raise at least by 40%

I smile as I swish my finger through the air and

*Zzzzzzzt*

The room goes dark, and I slide down the couch, as 766 pulls my closer, and 768 groans in annoyance, his eyes lighting up as he lifts his book closer to his face.

The lights come back on and I see Adam standing in front of me, looking down at me angrily.

"What are you doing?" He asks, his voice having a very annoyed tone to it "Are you trying to get me killed, Eve?

"Just some Improvements to pass the time" I say dully as I look up at him "Since I don't have much else to do here....Sorry about that?"

"Yes, I can see that because you've been nearly overloading the fuses every time you start...tinkering" He says, pushing his broken glasses up his face, looking rather frustrated "Look eve, you're really causing me a lot of trouble here so...when I'm out, don't mess with anything electronic, alright?

I frown and cross my arms as I turn away from him.

"Oh don't be like that" Adam groans as he walks away from the couch "Look, Lilith should becoming around before I get back so just...wait for her, alright?"

"Where are you going? I thought Mother was the one looking for a job" 768 says plainly as he glances over at adam "because no offense, she kind of wears the pants in your...relationship"

"Okay, first off, not a couple, second off, where did you"Adam says angrily as 768 holds up his book "Ah...well see, we both need work, especially since 766 eats everything, she is literally eating me out of house and home here"

I look over at the door as Adam walks out of it, holding piles of paper and a book bag as he leaves, struggling to hold onto all of it.
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"Anyways, I should be back before...night, so just stay here and don't touch anything until Lily comes around" He says as he shuts the door "And don't answer the door if its a little old woman"

"Why?" I ask tilting my head, but he's already gone before he can answer my questions.

766's stomach growls as she has a bit of a fit in her sleep.

"Well, this is already boring, isn't it, eve?" 768 says bluntly as I sigh and pat my sister's head gently.

"Yes...yes it had" I say sadly as I lean back into the couch.

What do I do?
[] Continue messing with the power grid 1d20+control
[] Tinker with Adam's appliances 1d20+int + machine empathy + Inventive.
[] Give/ help 766 and 768 choose their names
[] Order pizza and watch tv with my siblings
[] Wake 766 up and explore the real word *leaving a note of course*
[] <Spend ultra point(s)>
[] Attempt to upgrade/ modify ray gun 1d20+int
[] Read those weird books Adam brought in earlier *comics*
[] Ask 768 what he's reading
[] Mess with 766 while she's sleeping
[] Just wait for mother to come around
[] Find a game to play with my siblings
[] write in
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>[] Order pizza and watch tv with my siblings
Show our little sister pro wrestling

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> ARCHIVE: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=LGA2

> Thursday, July 23rd, 2015

SITUATION: http://pastebin.com/ziMsX6th
MECHANICS: http://pastebin.com/49M2eE8Z
THE RULES: http://pastebin.com/BEsprkBZ
THE TANK: http://pastebin.com/sJsgig6B
THE DIVISIONS: http://pastebin.com/xCQZAdqU
THE SHOP: http://pastebin.com/v6xeDRXj
DANON’S THE TEAM: http://pastebin.com/bUU2v0z8

“What did we learn?” you ask.

The Gunners Committee all huddle around in blankets, shivering and with high fevers as a called-in Naval Studies Medical student takes their temperature one by one. “Don’t fight nature,” they all groan.

“Exactly.” As fun as Winona makes life, you have to wonder if she ever realizes that life isn’t the kind of guy that gives you things. It’ll kill you just because. Still, five minutes of being Winona would be nice. You fold your arms, giving everyone a stern look. “Think you’ll all be better by practice today?”

“I guess,” says Winona. “Are you gonna stay home today?”

“I’d rather not,” you say. “I still got work to do.”

“M’kay…”

Griselda walks on over, rubbing her head, looking as if she hasn’t gotten a good night’s sleep last night it seems. “Ellie. Can I ask you a favor?” You nod. Anything for Griselda. “I know you gotta do your practice thing for the duel with Stack’s sisters and all. But could you try and like uh…” Griselda sighs, rubbing her eyes. “Keep focused on practice today? I think gunnery practice is gonna be real important for the Hugo Gernsback match.”

“I will, Griselda.” You nudge your head over to the Gunners. Griselda looks over at them, then sighs deeply in frustration. “Don’t worry, I’m sure they’ll be fine by later today.”

“Right, right.” Griselda scratches at her messy hair. “Just saying. By the way, ZES sent some more scouts our way too, try not to give them too much, okay?” You give a thumbs up and a zip of the mouth. “That’s my girl.” She pats your back.

And with that you…

> Go to work
> Take a Vacation day (9 Days)
> Other
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>> Go to work
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>>681490
> Go to work
Oh ZES, they just can't leave well enough alone.
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> Go to work

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About this game:
The essential rules are here:
http://pastebin.com/etm1V11S
I've started working on a pastebin about the world as well:
http://pastebin.com/JeLgCpu6
An archive of all previous threads here:
http://pastebin.com/sJUQB60g
In regards to anything else, just ask.
All factions please give an update on your current assets.
Story summary in the next post.
Here's a discord invite, ask for more if you need 'em.
https://discord.gg/fNwhBwd

Year 357


>>Population:2740k
>>Food production:7/10
>>Food stockpiles:7/10
>>Resources:6/10
>>Trade:6/10
>>Finances:3/10
>>Morale:6/10

>>Buildings: great forge,stone roads,docks, barracks,Gladiatorium,The Tomb, monuments, King's Palace,Great Temple,Royal Academy, watermills,lighthouse;
>>Economy:stanartised manoral agriculture,irrigation,drawn carts,horse riding,improving textiles, medium crafts,improving mechanics,currency, trade,iron,improving steel
>>Culture: basic schools,festivals and folk culture, Codex books, dragonsslaying, good arts, warrior cult
>>Government:improving bureaucracy, Town Watch,Legisature, trial of ordeal, elective monarchy, Council
>>Magic:Pantheonic magic, improving golemancy, advancing alchemy, basic enchantments, basic spellweaving
>>Military:3000 iron hoplites,3000 iron swordsmen,3000 archers, 2000 shock cavalry, 3000 centaurs, 3000 nomad riders,4000 goblin soldiers,5000 norse warriors, various local miltias and faction troops
>>Navy:10 triremes, 10 quadremes,40 longships
>>Religion: old gods shamanism, Pantheon worship

>A.Food production & growth
>B.Culture & religion
>C.Construction
>D.Military
>E.Government & laws
>F.Exploration & colonization
>G.Research & development
>H.Navy
>I.Diplomacy & war
>J.Magical matters
>K.Other
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>>672493
G
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>>672493
G
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>>672493
>>G.Research & development
Start off with the usual G
Noice

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Alrighty guys, let me know when you are here.
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Miellewds-guy here.
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Howdy

So, wanna do a mostly cutesy and sliightly lewd scene with Mako, Ren and Zoe? And you know Stella will probably want to join in if her big brother is going to be pampering anyone and she gets to play with water and him at the same time.

Or just slowly sensual without any actual naughty on it?

Or should we ditch the little sisters somehow and have a lewd time with the twins?
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>>672290
Mostly cutesy with slight lewd, with Mako, Ren, Zoe, and Stella.

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"Siegfried... Siegfried Krieger."
You share your name with the shinigami medic.
She gives you a frown and an odd look.
"What?"

"Let me tell you something Siegfried.
There are 13 Court Guard Squads and at the head of each stands a captain.
Under the captains serve their lieutenants and hundreds of shinigami.
If you truly want to save that girl then you'd have to fight through each and every one of them.
And that's suicide!"
She begins shouting.
"Why?
Kuchiki has been absent for only a few months. Are you telling me you are willing to risk your life for someone you barely know?"

"No."
You put a stop to Isane.
"They are the ones who barely know her.
I don't know her at all."

"Wha-"

You pull the hat you got from Urahara over your eyes.
"But they made friends with her.
They all came here to save someone who was their comrade, who saved their lives before.
Knowing the risks well they still wanted to come here in hopes of returning the favor to her.
I wasn't even planning on coming here. But what kind of a man would just sit by and watch others go off like that?
Frankly, I'm here because they asked me to. No reason other than that."

Isanes eyes go wide.
"Are you insane?"

You give her a coy smile.
"Close your eyes for a moment."

"Why?"

"I'm about to show you something interesting.
I'll show you just how good our chances actually are."

Isane then closes her eyes albeit reluctantly.
After but a few moments she snaps them open.
"Kira-kun, Iba-san and... Madarame Ikkaku of the 11th Division?
Impossible!"
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Meanwhile a couple hundred yards away.

Kira Izuru, lieutenant of the third division and Iba Tetsuzaemon, lieutenant of the seventh division are engaged in pitched combat against two invading ryoka.

Izuru smirks as he manages to cut the mexican boy with his released sword.
Chads arm then slumps to the ground much to the kids surprise.
"It's over ryoka.
My Wabisuke doubles the weight of anything it cuts.
Surrender now and we'll let you live."

But to Kiras surprise the young Yasutora raises his arm almost effortlessly.
After giving it a few good squeezes he charges the lieutenant once more.
"Didn't you hear me?"
Kira asked.
"I said it's pointless!"

The moment the lieutenant cuts the flying fist however is the moment when the fight is decided.
As Wabisuke connects and Chads weight quadruples so does the kinetic energy of his punch.
Kiras eyes begin to bulge when his Zanpakuto snaps in two and when Sados fist is driven in his stomach.

When the attack ends the lieutenant is soaring through the sky right into a brick wall behind him.
The construct caves in as Izuru is firmly lodged into it.
Each breath he takes becomes painful as he feels a broken rib pressing against his lungs.
But despite his injury he manages to free himself and stand almost upright.

Chad gives his arm a good look and a few squeezes.
"I'm sorry.
I was hoping that'd knock you out.
But it seems it wasn't enough."
Kira raises his broken sword as he keeps panting.
"Please stop. I don't wish to harm you."

"To..."
Kira then throws up blood.
"To hell with you! If... if you think that this is enough to stop a lieutenant then you are dead wrong!"

"I see."
Chads left arm begins to envelop itself in white armor.
"Then you leave me no choice."
With a quick use of bringer light he charges the lieutenant.
"La Muerte."


In that moment a loud crash could be heard and Lieutenant Iba looks up in surprise.
"Izuru!"

"Big mistake old man!
I'm the one you should worry about!"
Tatsuki chastises him.

In a flash of green light Tatsuki launches herself from the ground.
Out of the 3 fullbringers she is the most talented when it comes to the usage of the common fullbring abilities, such as bringer light.
As she darts around the place she creates small bounce pads under her feet or even in the air.
With this she is capable of unleashing a constant assault of high speed pokes and jabs at her enemy from every conceivable direction.

Individually these attacks aren't worth much but as the damage begins to pile up and the shinigami is overwhelmed, his defense shatters.
One stray attack swings his sword to the side, exposing his front.
Tatsuki seeing this jumps at the opportunity.

One final use of bringer light accelerates her to ludicrous speeds.
Then she swings her arms backwards and sets off an explosion behind her, propelling her even more.
"Half-kiloton KICK!"
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And the final one is Ichigo who is fighting far away from the others.
He got a nasty cut above his eyebrow and the flowing blood blocks his sight quite effectively.

"What's wrong ryoka?"
Ikkaku asks while twirling his machete around.
"Why haven't you released your sword yet?
Don't tell me Renji wasn't joking when he said you don't know its name."

Ichigo tries one last time to wipe the blood from his eyes but fails.
He looks at his wrecked right arm and sighs.
"And here I thought your weapon was too goofy to be effective.
I shouldn't have underestimated you, sorry."
The boy then switches his sword to his left hand.
"I guess I have no choice. Without my dominant arm I can't fight normally."
He takes a deep breath and begins to channel his reiryoku.
"Shout, Zangetsu!"

In a flash of pure whiteness Ikkakus chest is torn open.
Suffering such a damage almost killed him instantly.
He looks at Ichigo in disbelief but after realizing his defeat he welcomes death with a smile.
"Well damn...
That was... awesome..."

Ikkaku then loses consciousness.
Ichigo runs to him and begins applying Ikkakus own cauterizing medicine to his wound and as such he failed to notice Ikkakus sclera changing colors as his consciousness began drifting away.
At the same time Isane finally recovers from the shock of these 3 being defeated.
You give her a quick look and ask her something.

"How many of those were lieutenants?"

"T-two..."

She seems to be obviously distraught.

>Leave her while she is distracted.
>Try to reassure her about the safety of her comrades.
>Offer your help to her if she wants to go and heal the other lieutenants
>Other? (write-in)
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>>672180
>>Leave her while she is distracted.
Hey spook.

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