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Over the past few months, you've been training your ninjutsu and hand seals with your sensei, Hōōmaru Tachibana, and your father, Aomon Nijiiroh. Besides that, you also increased your speed and shunshin proficiency greatly.

Last night, you also got information on every other genin projected to make it into the Second Exam, courtesy of your sister.

You've made a mental note about which teams to avoid and which are safe to approach, and are somewhat smug about the fact that your team is likely in the top five for this Chunin Exam. There is still a month before the exam, which you can fill with training, leisure, missions, or teamwork exercises, if you so desire.

Before you start today, what ninjutsu did you learn from Hōōmaru-sensei and your father?

>A) An A-rank technique, four other jutsu

>B) A number of B and lower-ranked jutsu

>C) A lot of C-rank and D-rank jutsu

>D) Something else (what?)

it's time for everyone's favorite ninja.
Kuro The erratic Ninja of The Hidden Leaf!

>>602584
>B) A number of B and lower-ranked jutsu

'Sup, country?

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You snap your fingers, annoyed. "Guys? We're talking about important stuff here."

"Wait, wait." Suddenly everyone at the table is counting cards and adding numbers "We need to figure out if this is a draw or if Aexel just reached Karas' point total."

You roll your eyes. Tia looks at you, evidently confused.

"...Did he reach the point cap?" Zareen wonders.

"Adds up to 7015, so yes." Lynne is dismayed. "Great job!"

"I've been lucky." Aexel nods to himself.

"What are YOU so happy for? HE beat me, not YOU." Karas asks Lynne with a huge grin on his face. It's clear that he considers beating Lynne to be victory enough, while Lynne seems to be satisfied that at least SOMEONE beat Karas. The only one left out of the loop seems to be Zareen, who didn't seem to care THAT much about the card game in the first place.

You clear your throat. "Can we get back to business now?"

The cards are shuffled and put back in the box as you continue after the interruption.

"...Anyway, yeah, we did find out something about the disappearances. It's not ghosts, but definitely very real people in heavy armor."

"In the tunnels?" Talon wonders.

"I'm just as confused. And the disappearances might be connected to Rankar, because since they started, he's been using his money a lot more generously. It might be a coincidence, however."

"Did he make a deal with some kind of deep Earth elementals or something?" Valeriana wonders.

"I honestly have no idea." You shrug. "Anyway, tomorrow is the last day, right?"

Radiant Starfall nods. "Your sister's wedding will be held in the Despot's palace at dusk. Everyone important in Gem has been invited: ambassadors, representatives of the Noble Trading Houses, Guild merchant-princes, the works. There'll also be a buttload of security, you can bet on that."

"How much?" Tia wonders.

"About two hundred mercenaries from a mix of units, plus, probably, Rekka, the Flying Blade." She explains.

"Alright, and what do we have?" Zareen asks.

"Well, we have the support, or at least a promise of non-interference, from house Arbani and house Sahlak." You explain. "Did you guys manage to get anything more?"

"House Circla isn't going to oppose us either." Karas informs you. "I've had a... personal discussion with Circla Belusco, and he agreed to stay out of our way. Of course, if our coup somehow goes south he's going to pretend nothing happened, but, if we pull it off, his house will support us." He coughs. "That's the good news."

You lift an eyebrow. "What's the bad news?"

"Well, he recognized me, and he probably suspects that I'm Exalted now." He explains.

You groan.

"It was the only way to get him to listen to me in such a short time."

"I guess so." You turn to Mikahil. "House Trasti?"

He sighs. "Trasti Gion was... too eager to side with us. Too friendly. He's coming off as suspicious, and the worst part is that I'm sure he realizes he's being suspicious and he doesn't care."

You try to parse that statement. "That's weird."

(cont.)

"Very weird. I feel like he knows something we don't, but I couldn't get it out of him without revealing too much about us. Still, I think that he will help us, but he seems very eager to have us in his debt."

"This leaves out just House Iblan." Karas mumbles. "The other four houses, Arbani, Sahlak, Circla and Trasti, will just stand by and wait for our coup to happen. That's good odds."

This is your last day. Time to decide how to do this.

>We can't wait for the wedding tomorrow night before acting. Security will be at its tightest then, and there'll be all sorts of guests. We need to do this tonight or tomorrow morning. (Start the planning phase)
>We still have a lot of things that we know too little about. We'll act tomorrow afternoon or night, just before or during the wedding ceremony. (Continue preparing for the coup)
>We don't have enough time to prepare properly before the wedding. I guess we'll have to act after they're done with it. (Continue preparing for the coup)

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>Who are we?
Maka, an exiled noble Exalted as a Zenith-caste Solar. Queen of Gem, now ruling the western island of Tianna. You have gathered a vast amount of allies and friends, and defeated every threat to Tianna up to now, though not without difficulty.
You recently discovered that Tianna is actually an artificial island, built around a First Age Titan: an almighty flying fortress. Your forces have crushed the Bodhisattva Anointed by Dark Water, a Deathlord who tried to usurp its power for himself.
And now, on the day of your wedding, the Unconquered Sun Himself appeared to you and crowned you Princess of Creation, asking you to be an example for others in these dark times.
After securing the alliance of the nearby realm of Neck (or Okeanos, as they prefer to be called), you received news from your remote homeland of Gem: Rankar, the man who usurped your throne, holds your father and sister prisoner, and is about to marry her to his own son in an attempt to solidify and legitimize his power over the city.

>Solar? Zenith? I don't know Exalted...
This quest is as newbie-friendly as possible, and I want it to work as a newbie's intro to Exalted. If you have ANY question, ask in thread. For the setting, google "1d4chan exalted".

>Archive?
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=Solar%20Quest
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Solar%2C+Quest

>System?
Dicepool-like system. When performing an action, everyone rolls 2d10 when posting. The first X rolls are considered, where X is equal to attribute + ability.

>XP?
Attributes cost [current score x5] xp. Abilities cost [current score x3] xp, except Zenith costing [(current score x3) -1]. Charms cost 10 xp, except for Zenith-based charms (related to charisma and physical/mental fortitude) which cost 8 xp. At the end of every "session" (thread) you will be presented with a list of possible acquisitions.

>Twitter?
@exaltedfag

>Any questions?
http://ask.fm/Exaltedfag

New System Info: http://pastebin.com/pvAZpsJ6
Characters info (player-made): http://pastebin.com/5WnD47jp
Quest in ebook format (player-made): https://www.dropbox.com/s/0wl5obxcwuakgdj/Exalted%20Quest%20-%20Threads%2001-101%20%5Bpdf%5D.rar?dl=0
Meanwhiles: http://pastebin.com/u/Exaltedfag

>>606883

After making sure you don't currently look like a mess - at least, not any more than usual - you make a beeline to the Incubator's Office from your vault. Your hurried footsteps carrying across the empty hallways, bouncing off the walls. Feeling you with a vague sense of dread and...well, that cold feeling in your gut that this might be the last time you'll ever see this place.

...

Past the cafeteria. Past sickbay. Past the receptionist's table where Mami once sat, four lifetimes ago, to take Kyuubey's visitors.

You called her your blonde goddess of victory then. Cringeworthy as it was, you still believe that. Even after all this time. Even after all you've heard.

Just someone who believed in you. Someone who always had a warm smile for you, and a stack of pancakes you've become hopelessly addicted to.

...

This sucks. All of this.

It really does.

"No argument there, Matsuda." You hear that voice again, and you look down to see your Incubator - Kyuubey - looking up at you from the floor. From the floor of his office, which you don't really remember walking into but most likely have by autopilot. "These circumstances we find ourselves in...they're less than ideal. Sometimes I wonder if we're not all trapped in some living nightmare somehow, and we only need to wake up in order to make all of this go away."

...

"But that's the farthest thing from the truth, unfortunately. No matter how much I'd like it to not be." He shakes his furry little head, his long ears flapping back and forth. "I assume you're ready for our little trip, then, since you're here. And on time, no less." A pause as his eyes focus on you, two little orbs of the most emotionless, depthless red. "The teleportarium is all but ready and just waiting for the final input before it sends us up. When it does, we'll be there in a single moment, and you may experience some temporary discomfort as everything settles. It'll pass quickly the less you move around after translation."

"But before I do enter the final input, is there anything you'd like to ask? I ask this because we may not be able to talk...freely, while in the First's halls."

How do you respond?

[]Yeah, I got something to ask. (Write-in)
[]No. Let's get this shitshow on the road.

>>606883
>the last thread on 4ch

Deku is retiring.

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>>606886
Here we go
>[X]Yeah, I got something to ask.

Write-in: Make a Contract


Kyuubey, not dickbutt, not freaky cat thing, not incubator, Kyuubey (You see, be nice to him, he is the most neccecary part of the plan) will have to seek out someone.

Just some girl with untaped potential, nothing more, nothing less. Prefered, a girl who wants to save others, without knowing anything about them.

Give him instructions to make that girl make her wish "I want to be abled to create Soulgem replicas, which would even fool the First, in both appearance and Aura"

The girl can either accept the conditions, or Kyuubey will just fuck off to the next girl.


Once this is done, said girl will have to create a Mami-fakegem.

Let's hope that the wish isn't specific HOW the fakegems are made, else we will be up on the moon, proposing to delay the execution by another week.


Once the deed is done, let Kyuubey contact NECO, since he wants "his own protocol written" or some shit like that.

She will be our Mule for this opperation. So it's prefered to leave her to do the "protocol", so let's leave her oblivious to that fact. As long as she doesn't know it, she won't show anyone the contraband.

Either that, or get someone who also does have the permittion to go to the moon. When in doubt, let Kyuubey himself deliver the package.


Once THAT pact is sealed, we will roll from there, but we will have little oppertunitys to exchange the Soulgems. If shit hits the fan, Timestop during the execution.

I, for one, know that the timestop is totally unreliable, so this is the plan once shit hits the fan.

Additionally, we will have to make a plan B, with our last plan being plan Z, which is: Try to kill everyone of the First. Which by far is the stupidest plan one ever had.
tl;dr :

Create Magical Girl who can fake Soulgems

Get a smuggling-mule to bring the Fakegem

Exchange Fakegem with Soulgem
In the end, we will also have to severe the connection between Mami's body and her soulgem. But this is by far the least of our problems, so I took on the first part.

From here, I'd like to think that her body will be burned, and that we can smuggle the soulgem back home, where we can remake her body, the same as with Kyoko.

>>600413
>Decide to search for the man in Gijon who seemed to know what was going on in Altamira. You remember him mentioning something about the Sun and breathing...

Now I remembered why we didn't just stick the mask on or anything. Had to learn how to be of the Breathing first.

>>600413
>Decide to search for the man in Gijon who seemed to know what was going on in Altamira. You remember him mentioning something about the Sun and breathing...
Fuck it, I'll try to participate too

>>600429
>>600519
>>600413
You decide to search for clues in Gijon, focusing on the man who you overheard say something about the sun... if he knew of their weaknesses, maybe he knows of a more reliable way to defeat them? You begin searching around the city, starting out near the coast, where you last saw the man- but to no avail. Perhaps he has left town, you wonder? He could´ve gone to Altamira and completely missed you, but going back would be, quite frankly, a waste of time. Perhaps you could try to figure out what he meant by "breathing", althrough you are not sure if you could, or you could keep searching for him.

What´s for sure is that you need to find a way to combat those vampires soon, before they begin expanding their control over the area- by the time you left, everyone was already terrified of the mysterious murders, it wouldn´t take much more for people to start fleeing the area- and the vampires would have all the time they need for whatever devious plans they have.

>Try to find the man. He might still be in the city. Ask Francisco for help? (1d20, DC 11)
>Try to figure out what the man was talking about- (1d20, DC 17)
>Ignore the vampires and continue on your quest to stop the war- while the vampires might be taking lives, the war will have many more casualties if it isn´t stopped.

>>602072
>>We should probably grow the cult. Peacefully, though.

Right guys?

>>602131
Remember anon, Khornism is a religion of peace.

#ReligionOfPeace

"...Sorry, but we're doing this peacefully."

He seems annoyed and walks off back to the rest of the Khornates, who are beginning to recover.

...So uh, how are we going to do this? And why can't we eat people?

...Soon Fenrir, soon.

...Well, where should we start?

That depends on who we should convert...

Actions.

>We'll convert someone we know. (Specify Who)
>Any suggestions?
>...Well, what if we convert normal civilians?
>We should convert one of our personal regiments.
>...Wake up Flames. Maybe he'd be alright with you convert Chrysoula?
>Erh, maybe we shouldn't convert people. That would just create more homicidal maniacs.
>...This is hard. I think we should just do something else.
>Write-in

more like "Why did i post this in the middle of the night" edition

more like select all images with a billboard edition

more like shameless bump so it doesn't die as quickly edition

more like i need sleep edition

goodnight nobody

>>599357

That's a much better OP pic, Wargle.

>>599357
HYPE

>>599357
Maximum hype

“I can give you some general information about each one of them yes. Dexter is an Adamant caste Alchemical, and his role of the group is both infiltration and socialite. He’s good at fighting yes, but that’s not his main role when compared to you or I. Wendy is... troubled soul, and I fear she was scarred long before coming to this facility. Her speciality area is all about intelligence gathering with a secondary focus on being a combatant. I don’t agree with her methods, but she is rarely ever wrong about a hunch, and since the death of Drake she’s the only one in the group with considerable experience in leadership during fights. Mochire is a Starmetal caste whose speciality is in dealing with the supernatural and sorcery, he’s a bright young man but very quick to make judgements. Osvald is sort of a jack-of-all trades for our group, extremely knowledgeable in just about everything and even capable of using sorcery, but sacrifices combat ability to do it.” Father Macellius explains

“So he’s a non-combatant?” you ask.

“Far from it. Granted saying he’s the least efficient in combat is akin to saying he’s the least dangerous Lion in a pride of Lion’s, keeping in mind that he’s still a lion. Lastly there’s Marina, someone you probably have a few things in common with. Before you arrived she was the newest member of the group, replacing our old Jade caste Drake as a ranged combatant. I don’t know much about her compared to the others, mainly because the poor girl is traumatized by all that she’s seen here so far, but I just have some sort of feeling... I sense a hidden potential within her. I know she’s capable of great things, just that she’ll need a little help getting there is all.” Father Marcellius says.

******

You got nothing else to do, you may as well talk to one of them.

TUTORIAL: RELATIONSHIPS

Relationships affect how well you get along with a specific member of your group. The higher the relationship, the more value the other will see in you as a friend and/or trusted comrade. The higher the rating the more willing they’re to trust you. If you max out a relationship with a character, something special may happen! Select a character now and you’ll increase their relationship a bit.

>What is this quest?

Alchemical Blade Prequel Quest, a quest set in the Modern version of Creation from the Exalted setting, focusing on how the robotic Alchemical Exalted came to be within the setting.

>Who are we?

The quest is mainly going to be played out in flashbacks, in which during the flashbacks we take control of the Moonsilver caste Alchemical Exalted Junpaku Hibiki, while in the current time you play as “Anonymous”. The game will take place within the city of Versino within the central continent of Creation Meruvia. Labelled as a dangerous and murderous science experiment gone rogue, you need to evade forces of the mightiest army within Creation sprinkled with the powerful Elemental supersoldiers known as the Dragonblooded, trying to find out who is responsible for what you’ve become and how to escape their clutches once and for all.

>Alchemical? Moonsilver? I don’t know anything about Exalted, much less Modern Exalted...

I’ve made this quest to be as friendly to newbies as possible, and I also see it as an introductory guide to the World of Modern Exalted. You can google “1d4chan Exalted” for information on the general vanilla setting, but what I’ll be using is the Modern Version of Exalted as shown in “Shards of the Exalted Dream” book, in where its Alchemicals are quite different than those of Vanilla Exalted. Feel free to ask any question about Exalted in the thread and I will do my best to answer it.

>Archive?

http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=Alchemical+Blade+Quest

>System?

Dicepool system. When performing an action, everyone rolls a number of d10’s based on what the action is (I will list the pools for most actions, but if you want to have a roll for an action, ask and I’ll make the dicepool for it). The first roll is the one that’ll be used, but if someone makes another roll for a different action and more people vote for that, I’ll be using that one instead.

>This seems hella complicated, is there any way you can boil things down for me?

http://pastebin.com/NexXpPC1

>XP?

Favored Attributes cost 4 XP per dot to increase (Underlined on stat sheet when released) while non-favored ones cost 5 XP. Abilities themselves cost 3 XP per dot to increase naturally. All charms cost 6 XP per purchase with Dedicated slots costing 4 XP each and General ones costing 6 XP each. At the end of every “mission” (In game objectives set by either me or some goal the audience desires) you will be presented with a possible acquisition list of charms. Experience can also be gained by developing the character, learning about the world, or just in general things people find interesting.

>Twitter?

@Sandact6

Welcome back ladies and gentlemen! Better late than never due to a food poisoning scare and connection issues!

>>599120

- Talk to Osvald
- Talk to Wendy
- Talk to Dexter
- Talk to Mochire
- Talk to Marina

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>"I know what you can do so don't think about trying. I've got turrets ready to perforate you, not saying where."

With a more physical approach out of the question, you try an...unorthodox idea. Feeling a bit devious you place your hands on Gertude's shoulders.

>"Whirl, what're you d- HNGAAH!!"

In two swift movements, you pull down her jacket and pull up her wet shirt for a surprise present to Grant. She looks pretty scrawny without her jacket, such skinny arms.

Flustered and annoyed, the aspirant hastily pulls down her shirt, crosses her arms over her chest, and leans away from you. While the man behind the camera just makes some remarks.

>"Whew laddette, don't you know even small breasts need bras?"

With his attention very perked up, you hear him out for whatever he has to say.

>"Heh, that was really wild of you, whoever you are. You too, Gertude. You're sorta awkwardly cute when you're flustered. Or is it because you're clinging to your old heterosexuality?"

The aspirant stays silent, either because she's upset or she's getting too sleepy to focus.

>"Lemme guess, you're here for Petroleum? He's at the very center of this dungeon, obviously, but should buzz off for now or I deploy actual battle drones against you. Unless you're willing to make it worth my while. Maybe bring a few more friends over, like that girl you hang out with. How about that? The maids were getting boring anyway."

That sounded pretty obnoxious. You burn the camera to show him you mean business. The aspirant has some concerns.

>"You know he can still activate whatever's in this room...if there is any."

You tell her if that's true, he would've done it by now. You hear Grant's voice again, there is probably other speakers in this room.

>"What? So I guess that's a no? Or is that a yes? It's hard to tell. Whatever, I'll see you later anyway so you have plenty of time to make up your mind."

--

Meanwhile, Elisabeth is soundly resting by herself, on a table, in public, with a potted flower on top of her.

(2/3)

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(Rolled 2 on 1d6)
>Because reasons, the side effects of Nicotine's hormones kick in and incapacitate Karina for the time being, in a lewd fashion, having her taken back to recover. Meanwhile, apologize to Gertude, saying you "really wanted to" and that you will try to remain professional for the remainder of the mission. You then proceed on to the next room, with another mini boss awaiting you.

Karina remains standing idly, unaffected by the pheromones due to air diffusion. She gets called over to help with cleaning the place up.

Meanwhile, you and Gertude are still inside the structure, looking for Petroleum or Grant. You sincerely apologize to the aspirant for your earlier behavior, explaining your whims and promising to be better in the future.

>"It's fine...I think. I'm not used to be on the receiving end of lewds but I could use a hug though."

Meanwhile, Karina remains standing idle outside, maybe the pheromones didn't reach her. She gets called to help out in miscellaneous matters.

++++++++++++

(Rolled 1 (Red) on 1d4, Nicotine's Spinner—Red Yellow Green Blue)
>Nicotine: be teasing caffeine and aspirin to take the edge off the day's bloodshed.
>You know exactly what kind of teasing this means.
>Heck, maybe you could even give your spinner a go. How does that thing work again?

For the duration of this segment, you are Nicotine—head of the Red Light District. You withdraw your SPINNER from your inventory. This little trinket here's got four colors and the arrow at the center chooses which one. You normally use it in gambling but it's a bit fun to just flick it every once in a while.

You turn your attention to Aspirin and Caffeine, who are tending to the wounded. Those two could be a potential item, and you feel like pulling some strings to see how it goes. You ask them what they feel about each other.

>"Nope, no feelings of aggression at all, in case you're thinking about the gas. I appreciate your concern"

>"Same here, I made sure to hold my breath when I was picking everyone up. Oof, you're all heavy by the way."

That was disappointing, maybe you should try playing cupid after this whole shebang. After all, the head doctor can peer into your noggin...but maybe that's an advantage. Before you depart you tell the future lovebirds they would make a wonderful couple. You imagine a sickeningly-sweet image of their possible marriage just to seal the deal. Afterwards you walk away, savoring the shocked look on their faces.

++++++++++++

(Rolled 4 on 1d6)
>Elisabeth awakes from her slumber and comes back for round two vs big guy; helps the duo get further in and joins the party

The head maid suddenly rises from her slumber and moves back into the structure despite the medics protesting otherwise. She's not gonna let Grant get away with this further bullshit, especially with how he treated her.

After some hustling, she catches up to both of you—moments away from turning a corner.

(3/3)

>>598783
Ask if Elisabeth knows where Grant is, and glance around the room to see if there are any more cameras.

>>598365
>Be rational
It was a pretty good dream

>>598365
>Be rational
>Call her a whore.

Reminder that we still have Golden Boxing Shorts because we only dreamed making a bitching kilt with them.

>>598343
Chapter Three: High Noon

The cart rattles on through the twilight, the circle of light from the lantern hooked to its side an island of visibility in the dark. The sun is out, for all the good that does these days, having just cleared the horizon a few hours ago. You lean over the side and confirm that the ground beneath the tracks is whole. The network of cracks left throughout the concrete plains by the falling stars has been left behind you, the gray expanse beneath the rune-carven rails unbroken and whole. Normally this would be cause for relief. But the words of the imp prey upon your mind still and you know what it really means. You’ve passed the boundary Zeno marked with the craters and are now well and truly within his territory.
It has been one day since you left the ruins of Augustine and chose the Dis-ward rail. Several times you’ve seen what might be towns or settlements in the far distance but the rail you’ve chosen is one with particularly calamitous intent, angling far from any town and letting the other rails service them as it strikes out in a straight line for the end of the world.

There is something tranquil about the bleak landscape that you currently travel through, the illusion of safety and calm. You don’t let your mind become ensnared by such foolish complacency but you feel yourself relax just a little anyway. You keep your hand steady despite the shaking of the trolley and remain at work. Pen scratches ink on paper.
“There is a certain peacefulness to be felt here, is there not? I don’t trust it.”

“Peaceful?” Beatrice wheezes as she works the pump. “Well thank god one of us has time to...time to fucking ruminate holy shit. Holy shit.”
She stops halfway through her sentence to catch her brief, the witch looking particularly dishevelled and covered in sweat. You’ve left her to power the handcar by herself while you worked on more scholarly pursuits and she hasn’t been taking it well.
“What the fuck is the deal with that book anyway?”

“Just a journal of sorts,” you reply, still concentrating on the little book in your hands as you write. “It occurred to me after the events of yesterday that people need to be better educated on the matter of humanity’s foes.So I’ve begun to write a bestiary filled with what I know so that others might learn from it.”

“Shouldn’t…,” Beatrice takes a brief pause to wheeze uncontrollably. “Shouldn’t I be the one writing that?”

“No, you’re pumping the cart.”

“Yeah okay sod but I mean I know a lot more.”

“In some areas, yes. But I don’t wish to include unreliable sources.”

“Unreliable?”

“How you choose to use that knowledge has been dubious. Even aside from your history, you neglected to inform me that minor Benedictions would not afflict a monster inside a human body.”

1/2

>>598346
Beatrice’s mottled eyes grow wide with the perceived injustice.
“You didn’t even tell me you were doing that! What was I supposed to do, just volunteer that little fact from nowhere? Prick. The least you could let me do is do a little work on the book, scribble some words in. I...oh god holy shit holy shit...I can write pretty good.”

“Absolutely not. This journal will be as a guide to the innocent and the ignorant and I better not catch you even so much as touching it.”

“...Okay.”
The witch lets go of the pump and sinks to the ground, lying down curled up amidst the rags that pad the trolley’s metal floor. She picks up her hat from where it had fallen and places it atop her face directly.
“Writing break is over. Take the wheel captain.”

You frown beneath your helmet.
“I don’t recall telling you to stop.”

“Fuck your permission. Fuck you too.”


>Just take up the pump. It's not worth it.

>Put the book down and get back to work but only if she does as well.

>Give her a little kick to get her back into action.

>Just let the trolley drag to a stop for now.

>Other

>>598352
>>Put the book down and get back to work but only if she does as well.

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>>601029
You arrive at the outer wall of the Capitol city. Just in time too, the tourney starts in a few hours! You hurry into the city and follow the crowds through the streets until you find the Palace.

Simple signs posted all over lead you to a registration terminal. Being but a lowly pawn, you must register as a beginner. The other two options are listed in red.

(2/3)

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>>601036
You press the Beginner option and the words on the screen fade from sight. Slowly, another screen comes into view, a game. It's your move.

++++++++++

[Playing chess is a main mechanic of this quest. For this match you will be playing against a computer. To suggest a move, use a format that lets me know what piece you intend to use and how
>e2 move to e4
>Rh7 capture Bc7
>Rook take Bishop at c7
Something like that]

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I wish thee luck.

Rolled 19 (1d100)

>>606300
Punch ourselves in the face to get us out of this slumber mood

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>>606303

Rolled 18 (1d100)

>>606304
try to smile, at least we're still alive

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Along the front, the Soviets have changed their tactics drastically, from digging in and counter-attacks to a full scorched earth policy. As fewer and fewer supplies are gathered by occupation, and with the Soviet rails being too wide for German trains, planes, trucks and even horses have been commandeered to bring supplies to the frontlines. And even then, it might not be enough to sustain an advance.

Also, I'm running out of good thread subtitles pls help

Huh, seems like nobody's here.

>>597875
Work is really killing me. As for the Subtitle problem, you might be on your own. There might be a name generator out there. As for the Advance, halt it and get to work repairing and rebuilding roads and Bridges. Also, lets look into an Old Roman Doctrine with the Army building roads as it goes along

Hey what's up

>anti Skype group
>Still rely on a map archive hosted by them

heh heh

>>598044
>implying anyone in the thread is anti-skype group
The purpose of the thread is to let those who are not in the skype group know when games are being hosted since the original purpose of the group was to do just that.