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Future Naruto Quest

This quest is set within the universe of Naruto, long after the end of the series, but ignoring the events of the Boruto Manga. Of course, because this is Naruto we're talking about, the geopolitics and technology haven't advanced as quickly as they would in the real world. As such, the technology is similar to that of Boruto the Movie, and the villages you know and love are largely the same.

However, the characters will be less familiar, because as much time has passed between the Last and now as passed between the Founding of the Hidden Villages and the Main Series.

You are playing as Kuro Nijiiroh, a Hidden Leaf Genin of twelve years. You’re a member of Hōōmaru Tachibana’s Team Seven, along with your teammates, Hakurin Hyuga, and Jimmaru ████ Uchiha. Your family consists of your older sister, an ANBU Black Ops, Shirou; your mother, the restaurateur Ki; and your father, a Hand Seals Specializing Tokubetsu Jounin.

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Last Quest, the Chunin Exams happened.

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Two Pokemon and An Egg

General rules:

There is a 10 minute voting period after each post. Non-contradictory votes will be combined as best as possible.

Write-ins for all votes are always welcome and encouraged. They may not all make it into the post or be altered to fit in, but I'll do my best to at least try to address the spirit of the write-in.

Very important or contentious votes may be redone in a stricter voting system as circumstances warrant.

Combat mechanics are up in the air. Suggestions are welcome. I want to try to move it a bit away from just having video game mechanics of trading blows.

Call me out on a mistake and receive a suggestive picture.

Pokemon:
Gobble (Munchlax)
Mace (Roggenrola)
Egg ???

Recently: You've come to the mountain edge of the first island with Laki, Keira, Valerie, Polu, and Hana. You helped fight off Slugma and Magcargo and contained them back into their rock enclosures. Mace has decided to join your team.

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For character informations, old threads and stuff:
>http://pastebin.com/RR1jbGbc

>Summary: Year is 1983. You are in your second year in Hogwarts. Lord Voldemort was "killed" by the Boy Who Lived two years ago. . You are John Apise, only child of a rich pureblood family, you started Hogwarts last year. You love potions, herbology and magical beasts. You played as the Seeker last year in the Ravenclaw Quidditch team but you couldn't win the Quidditch cup. Your house though won the House Cup, which is not a small feat. You stopped the half vampire DADA professor at the end of the year and saved your friends lives. You are now in your second year.

>Second Year so far: Before the school year started, you went to Bordeaux with your dad and met with the new DADA professor there then you attended a Quidditch friendly match with your friend Tim but the match was disrupted by the attack of Death Eater remnants and you duelled with one of them briefly before he escaped, then you started the second year in the Hogwarts and managed to get in the Quidditch team again as the Seeker, you are a member of the book club, duelling club and your friend Valdis' astronomy club.

>Now: You have celebrated your birthday last week and Gryffindor - Hufflepuff match is coming up soon. Now you are on your way to the Transfigurations class.

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I guess just kind of general rules. Nothing too fancy.

>Three votes for a race locks it in. Please only vote for one along with your biome.
>Three votes for a biome locks it in. Please only vote for one along with your race.
>After the race and the biome are chosen, the QM will present three or four conflicts that need to be resolved. For example, a food crisis, an upcoming war with another civilization, threat of extinction, diplomatic unrest or uniting against a common enemy, a coming plague or world war, etc... Three votes locks in what crisis is first addressed, specification might be needed but we'll cross that bridge if we come to it.
>Statistics like population and resources will be decided after the race, biome, and conflict are cemented in.

It's my first time as QM, so I might not be well versed in every civilization. I will have some weaknesses with species like the insects, machines, constructs, slimes... I'm not very well-versed on these things as of right now, but that can change in the future. If enough people want to do it, then that's fine. You've been warned, is all.

OP is ill and will be in for the night and possibly all of tomorrow. Will make a call when bed time happens.

It is possible to lose the game.

NOTE: We're going to combine paths of choice with rolls. If someone has a different idea aside from those presented, please list your option as “OTHER” before suggesting it. Try not to do this too much, it can overload players. Players vote on “OTHER” posts by replying.

I guess that's it. Let's solve some problems.

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Day 1: the blast:
No one saw it coming, no one wanted it to come, but at 11:30am, Thursday, November of 2018, nuclear attacks were conducted on the USA, you are only 13 miles away from ground zero of Los-Angeles California’s ground zero. The world as you know it has been obliterated in a radioactive cloud. The building you are in, your apartment, collapses, but miraculously, you survive. You scour the somewhat familiar wreckage of your apartment to look for supplies. Only grabbing what might be useful. Someone calls out to you in the distance, you don’t know him, he’s approaching you and he has a gun, he seems equally disoriented as you. (in a minimum of 2 min. He’ll be upon you) it’s 12:00pm

Statuses:
Your arm hurts, it’s bleeding from the elbow
Your head hurts, impact damage
Your leg hurts, it’s hard to walk on and you have a nasty limp

Inventory:
Needle and thread, gauze, painkillers(23), clothes(e), a coat(e), a baseball cap(e), boots(e), a baseball-bat(e), duct tape, backpack, AA batteries(12), a canteen(empty), climbing rope, harness, climbing shoes, and a climbing pick.

Choices:
Go over to the man calling for you (calmly) (1 min), attempt to tend to your wounds (5 min), take painkiller (1 min), run from the man and go exploring the ruined apartment building for more supplies (30 min - hour), go over to the man calling for you (aggressively) (<1min)

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Lets get a Civilization thread going, got a few rules so please give em a read before posting.

Rules:
1) First three votes locks in race and or location
2) Feel free to vote anyway you want, but supporting other anon's votes with ideas makes thing flow smoother
3) feel free to include as much detail in your post as you like
EX: If the choice is "Fight the monster" it is strongly encouraged that you deatil how you would liek to fight the monster, or what terrain/spells/abilities/etc. you want to exploit
4) Ties are broken by first post
5) Have fun!

You can select any race or location from the following two images, in the event the race appears in both images the newest entry will be utilized.

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The rain lightly patters down on the sidewalk as you make your way across the crossing. It's around 8:30 in the evening, and you're in Tokyo. Not that you'd usually find yourself in Tokyo. Why'd you come here, anyway?

>Holiday
>Business Trip
>Visiting Family

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You are Captain SAMANTHA WELLINGS, a newly minted captain of the Centauri Accord!

You sigh as you lean back in the elevator car as it makes its descent down to the ground floor. This has been a pretty long day already, but now it was time for Palm Isle's famous night life. Dining and partying and whatnot.

Recalling your crew's schedules, you knew most of them would be going bar hopping, for better or worse. You honestly had now idea what Carly was up to, but you were pretty sure it was something less then, if not totally, illegal.

Then again, you already had a pretty active day, and it was already getting pretty late. Maybe you should just sleep in and gather some energy for tomorrow?

>Go out and party.
>Better go check on Carly.
>Sleep in.
>Other

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

> Wednesday, July 22nd, 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

“Back it up, back it up!” Kathy Wheeler waves her hand back to help the Dragon Wagon drivers roll back. The Jagdpanther is wheeled into the Tank Hangar, to the shock and awe of many of the crews. It's in surprisingly good condition for the amount of time it spent rusting and wasting away in hiding. But still, there were many things that Oleg specifically stated would need to be fixed and replaced.

Clutch had to be replaced, engine needed to be replaced, the tracks were missing and thus also needed to be replaced, transmission needed to be fixed, the gun barrel needed to be righted back into place thanks to being warped from having a container sit on it for a few odd decades, there was a sizable hole in the rear for no real reason which needed to be welded over and replaced with new armor, the gunsights also needed to be replaced, roadwheels were cracked, suspension was crushed, the interior was full of rest and water.

All that and more.

Griselda however was optimistic. “I always liked the Jagdpanther. But I think given the circumstances, it might be cheaper to convert it to a Panther. We'll have to see later when I calculate the costs.”

Winona grins. “Ooooh, seeing all these wrecks makes me want to start an Unlimited Team!” You and Griselda quirk your brows, a bit of disgust at the thought of -Unlimited- Tankery. You shudder. Christ. “Think about it, the Jagdpanther could be a really good platform for a bigger gun than that 88! Especially if you replace the suspension with something a bit more sturdy.”

“Right...” Stack walks over, scrunching her nose at the mention of Unlimited Tankery. “Well, you going to work then, Ellie?”

> “Yep.”
> “Nah.” (TAKE VACATION DAY: 9)
> Other

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So fucking tired of seeing these threads start, have voting happen, and then OP's ditching.

Get to votin'

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And after a break, we're back for a bit.
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“Dad, what's the plan?” you whisper under your breath.

“For now, distracting her.” your Dad whispers back, “I'm keeping an eye on your mother while Grandpa and your Uncles formulate a counter-plan.”

“What sort of counter-plan?” you ask in a low voice.

“I haven't heard but it must be something to prevent being blindsided again.” your Dad answers. “She gets like this whenever you are involved.” your Dad adds as she shakes his head.

He then smiles and affectionately ruffles your hair, “You wouldn't be my son if you didn't get in trouble or have a bunch of girls following you.”

“What are you two talking about?” your Mom happily asks you.

“Just guy talk.” your Dad answers calmly.

“Really?” your Mom asks, now slightly intrigued.

“John is probably just happy to talk to another guy. He doesn't have much of a chance to talk about guy stuff.” Charlotte replies with a sweet tone.

Thank you Charlotte for that cover.

“I do not see the need. He has myself, after all.” Cecilia adds proudly.

“If John wants someone to talk to, he can talk to me. His girlfriend.” Houki says.

“He can just rely on me. I am his wife after all.” Laura interjects after eating some pasta.

I guess they are helping in their own way.

You are John Smith, only know male IS pilot, currently having lunch with Laura, Cecilia, Houki, Charlotte and your parents. Rin is still napping but that just gives you more time to tease her. In the mean time you should enjoy lunch and try not get caught in any more of your Mom's plans.

“If that's how it is, then when is my mother and son time going to start?” your Mom asks sweetly and innocently.

You aren't sure but you feel dread creep up your spine. A quick look at your Dad tells you that he will cover your retreat. But then again your Mom wants to spend some time with you after you've been in Japan for a year. What's the worse that can happen?

[]Tactical Retreat. You're sure Cecilia still has some details to work out for today's schedule.
[]Bite the bullet and spend some time with your Mom.

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Your name is Keiichi Hirayama, a modern, Japanese high school student. You are seventeen years old, have a license to carry firearms and live in a world where magic has integrated itself within modern society. In this world, magus academies exist—educational institutions specifically for children with the gift of magic. You and your sister Airi are both students of one such academy in Shibuya. Last year, the two of you caused no small amount of chaos across the city. So much so, that you both have somehow interrupted Japan’s premier magus academy battle tournament thrice in a row!

The Ministry of Education has decided enough is enough. They have forced you and your sister to complete ten tasks that will in some way assist the organization of the tournament this year. Will you and Airi be able to complete all tasks before the time of limit of three months is up? Or will you both be blacklisted from every educational institution in the entire country? The fate of your future career is in your hands, so don’t screw it up!

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Silvio dismounts from his horse and steps inside the cottage. His half-brother, the knight, and their servants wait outside. A putrid smell festers around the body of a knight, lying in the dirt by the unlit fireplace. He is still dressed in armor -- chainmail and dyed wool, silvered gauntlets, a pig-faced bascinet lying by his side. The man's breathing is very faint and slow, his face and hands white, and he grips his sword very tightly in his hands. It is a fine sword, made of good steel, but crusted with old blood. He also has a mace and thin dagger tucked into his belt. The knight is bleeding from a deep wound on the inside of his leg, staining his wool tabard and covering the ground. It is obvious he will not survive.

His squire cradles his head in his hands, crying softly and whispering prayers in the language of the southern Franks. He looks young, no more than a boy, although his armor is finely made. He has an empty scabbard belted to his waist, and his long blonde hair hangs about his face in curls.

The farmers are gathered around, looking nervously at each other and the dying knight. The man is old, past his prime, his hair fading, his hands on the shoulders of his children, holding them close to him. His wife bites her lip, trying to quiet a nanny goat in the corner, but she stops when Silvio enters. A haggard old dog pants from the corner. The room is dirty, tracks of blood are in the floor, and food and clothing have been left across the bed and table. A younger man, scarce into his twenties, and his wife are trying to clean the place, but they stop to stare silently at the bearded man. No one looks like they have slept well.

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LAST TIME: You guys picked the mystery box, check the sheet for new unlock.

Somebody archived a different thread as 14. Like a huge faggot. But.

You are Purps; an amnesiac starborn. Things have been pretty hectic since you woke up on a random hill - thus far you have killed a midget rebel, had a dance off with a foxman, went undercover with your new friend to find who mugged your new boss, had a weird dream, fought a crazy cannibal priest, died, came back at the cost of some memories and emotions, killed the cannibal priest who killed you - then you decided that you're going to get your maimed friend a new magical eye. You trained a time stopping snipergot into a fight with his Dad, taunted him with his dead wife, then ran when he snapped, now you Hona and Luc are bedding down in Rono Pass Tavern, which seems to be frequented by a lot of Darnites.

You try to sleep while Hona takes watch. Luc has balled himself up at one side of the bed, which is nice. More room and less chance of him crushing on your even harder. You look up at the cieling counting Luc's breathing in an effort to sleep. You are

> [WORRY] Thinking about Lex

> [GRATITUDE] Thankful Hona took the first watch

> Write-In

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Won't ditch, will run any setting/race combo we can get started with.

I have inspiration for this to happen

Please don't dash my hopes