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Wanted to try my hand at QM'ing.
>You are an BOS Soldier stationed in the mojave
>You where in one of the teams locked out of Hidden Valley after the defeat at Helios One
>You remember the results of the battle of Hoover Damn but you've received to many conflicting reports from traders you interrogated
>Regardless the mojave is even worse with no clear winner New Vegas has declared itself independent and the legion has made it across the dam
You are :
A)Attempting to re-enter hidden valley bunker
B)Disrupting NCR supply lines
C)Attacking Legionnaires who get too close
D)Write in

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Welcome to bulgar's fantasy civ quest, after some time away I am back and ready to continue with our story

About this game
The essential rules are here:
http://pastebin.com/etm1V11S
We have a discord for memes, bantz and secret discussions and intrigue.
https://discord.gg/tbXpm
In regards to anything else, just ask.
All factions please give an update on your current assets.
Story summary in the next post

Year 304


>>Population:1480k
>>Food production:8/10
>>Food stockpiles:8/10
>>Resources:8/10
>>Morale:9/10
>>Buildings: great forge,stone roads,docks, barracks, arena, monument, King's Palace,Great Temple, watermills;
>>Economy:irrigation,drawn carts,horse riding,improving textiles, advancing crafts,bronze,currency, trade,iron,improving steel
>>Culture: festivals and folk culture, Codex books, dragonslaying, good arts, warrior cult
>>Government:improving bureaucracy, Town Watch,Legisature, trial of ordeal, elective monarchy, Council
>>Military:2500 iron hoplites,2500 iron swordsmen,2500 archers, 2000 horsemen, 300 goblin soldiers,4000 norse warriors, various local miltias and faction troops
>>Navy:4 triremes, 4 quadremes
>>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,Other

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You wake up in your small, family home to the sound of goats and chickens. An all too familiar sound to you. But today is the day you become an official adult to the kingdom.

Will you make a difference in life or will you amount to nothing, but before you go making big decisions, here is your first one...what is your gender?

>male
>female

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>Back from break, gonna try to continue this quest from awhile back.

The coastal town of Diamond Shoals, a popular tourist destination on the east coast of the Tar Heel state in the Summer but otherwise relatively sleepy in the off-season.

Occasionally though, there is some supernatural activity abound which is usually seen to by a few strange denizens of the town. For as unnatural as this activity might be though, it usually goes unnoticed by most everyone else. Usually.

>Please select your character!

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For a moment, there is only darkness. You blink, once, then twice, and you see the old man in the distance. There is still only darkness and no source of light is visible, so you can't help but wonder how you can see the old man so clearly when you can barely see your own fingers.

As if on cue, a light shines from behind you. Yet it is more than light. It is hope, warmth, perhaps something else. It calls you, begs you to approach it and you feel yourself attracted to it.

However, even though he is facing away from you, the man also beckons you closer.


> Go to the Light
> Go to the Old Man.

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>Previous Thread: >>512825 or http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/512825/
>Twitter: https://twitter.com/WeaselThat
>MC's Character Info & Moveset: http://pastebin.com/WyzgB2Dt

>Introduction:

"Life isn't about finding yourself. Life is about creating yourself." ~ George Bernard Shaw

You... Are just you for now. And in spite of the beers you put away at "The Pao Pao Cafe" just over half an hour ago, you're feeling fired up with a tremendous amount of energy coursing through your body on an overcast, somewhat cool evening in a back-alleyway of South Town. You wipe the blood off of your knuckles and stretch out your hands a little as one of the city's preminant gangsters (Whom you know as a friend) applauds you for beating up a small portion of a gang that's affiliated with his syndicate... Not exactly a typical response; Then again, Kazunori Kazahya has a reputation for not being a typical mob boss.

"What is it about beatin' fuckers half t'death that makes me feel so alive?"

"I have no clue what the hell these guys were thinking, tryig to go after you like that when I told them straight-up that you're a "Friendly" " Kazahaya says as he's squatting down like a slavic ne'er-do-well.

"I'dunno either mate... But were they lookin' after you, or?"

"Yeah, I had to stop in at a liquor store to drain my lizard; Next thing I knew, they were gone out chasing you down the streets like they had pitchforks & torches."

]"Typical Kaz, never lets the reason why he does shit come up unless you prod him half to death... Ah fuck it, let's poke the bear." "Why did you let me fight them then?" you dutifully ask as you bounce on the balls of your feet a bit, trying to keep your energy up.

"Eh... Well, you know you always said you never wanted to fight me..." Kazahaya mentions as he gets up from his squat, shaking out his legs a little bit.

"And you always said that you didn't want to go down in history as being the guy that ruined my face."

"That's right... But I don't know, maybe I was kind of curious if you've really lost your hunger to fight or not?" he admits while getting himself a little "Loose" with a few cricks & creaks coming from the body underneath that pressed Italian suit of his.

"... Well fuck me silly, he really wants to fight for a change." "What, the "Best in the Underworld" actually WANTS to get his hands dirty for once in his life?"

"Maybe, maybe..." is all he says with a sly grin before he pushes up his sunglasses and starts to glow with a faint, golden/orange aura. Then he dashes towards you with the grace of an actor in some period Chinese "Wire-Fu" epic.

>Roll 1d20 to try and match/overpower Kazahaya's strikes! (Only the first 3 rolls will be counted)

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Hello again fellow creators and questers. It's been a while since I've had the time to do this, but finally I have a period of time to run another EvoGame series. The goal of this game/quest series is to see how far the evolution of these critters go, and to make a thriving ecosystem of creatures and aberrations.

As GM, I'll do my best to actively work on phylogeny charts to track the evolutions, and also make random events for the world to drive evolution down new paths. Since I've done this a few times now, and taken the time to observe/lurk on other EvoGames, I've picked up a few new tricks to keep everything organized and streamline too.

How to play:
• Open an image of a species in MS Paint, or your editor of choice
• Make one evolutionary change to that species
• Save as .PNG!
• Post your new species in the thread with a description of what evolution you've added and why.
• Details indicating what the generation of your species is important. Please indicate. (Base Organisms are Generation 0)
• Details regarding a creatures size or name aren't necessary, but are encouraged.
• Nothing too outlandish. Anything incredibly silly or outlandish will not be considered a canon species 95% of the time.

Notes:
• Unless stated explicitly, no species ever goes extinct. Old species can still evolve, even if they're not on the latest "chain"
• Try to make your evolutions gradual and realistic in biological standards.
• Everyday I'll add an update Phylogeny Chart to track changes. These take awhile, so please be patient.
• Every 12-24 hours I'll be rolling for a Random World Event.
• As a sort of relief to our past players and new players, this part of the game will NOT experience a mass extinction event.
• Have fun

New to the Game?:
• I know the sheer number of creatures that already exist is pretty daunting, and may make introducing something new feel precarious, but trust me when I say all new organisms will be welcomed with open arms.
• We also have a Discord to keep you up to date on EvoGame stuff, and chat with other folks. https://discord.gg/kk8eJgJ
• Imgur Gallery detailing the history of this EvoGame up until now be found here http://imgur com/a/KI3ku
• In this thread and in the imgur gallery will be a Blank Template that you can use to make any organisms you wish to make for this game.
• Just a note, while it doesn't matter how intertwined your organism is with the rest of ecosystem, the more dependent it is on the existence of other creatures, the more potential your organism has to survive.

The organisms in the picture above are the exisiting organisms as of Early Magnarovic Era. We are now in Mid Magnrovic Era, a period of prosperity and growth for life all around the world. Life now gets bigger, tougher, and weirder.

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Call me Ishmael.

Some years ago - never mind how long precisely - a great calamity struck the world. The sky closed and the earth shook and the cities of men crumbled into dust. And all the world was encased in a vast dungeon, and all the people therein, entombed.

No one knows why or how this happened. None are alive now who remember the great cities of man, the pure blue of the summer sky, the feel of real sunlight. These things exist now only in legend, in a space without living memory.

Now men claw and scratch for their daily bread. They pay for their small enclaves of civilization with blood. They fight ceaselessly against the waves of monsters and myth and nightmares made real.

For most, life is a wretched and short existence. But a few find solace and freedom in the maze. And there is power and wealth and secrets beyond imagining if one but braves the dangers to find and take them.

Who am I? Just a wanderer, a seeker of secrets -- the greatest of which is the mystery of my own birth.

This my tale. Welcome to The Megadungeon

Last Thread: >>500552 →

My wanderings have lead me to the southern wall of the Kaleat Alhadid -- a network of castles separated by a maze of pits and walls. There are rumors that a powerful warlock has taken up residence here. This warlock may know something about my birth.

Thus far I've encountered and attracted the attention of a band of lizardmen, wounding the leader, or Khan, and killing three others.

The Khan and his lizardmen were close to capturing me, but with the help of a demon-possessed prisoner named Omel (whom I freed), the lizardmen were routed. Subsequently Omel turned on me and tried to kill me but somehow (and I'm still not clear how) I was able to convince him to leave me in peace.

After discovering the main keep, I found a map, lost an eye and almost died. I encountered the resident warlock, witnessed an arcane ritual and came close to finding out about my origins--before Omel crashed the party. Now I'm trying to chase after them, though it might already be too late.

Refer to last post:

There is not enough information here to attempt anything. And if the mosaic has taught me anything, its that nothing is to be trusted in this place.

I head for the eastern door. The knob turns easily, but the door is jammed. I launch my shoulder against the door and it bursts open into a cavernous hallway. Parts of the ceiling have collapsed, blocking passage.

>I should explore this hallway
>I should try one of the other doors, clearly the wizard didn't go this way
>I should leave this place entirely

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Let's play some D&D 3.5, peeps!

We will create the character, choose the setting and sort out all other details by me stating what is to be chosen next, and the first person to reply (or the first person with a good idea) will have their idea selected.

Default races, classes and spells only, 4d6 drop lowest system, and be only a LITTLE sensible.

So, let's start this off. What setting?

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Twitter: https://twitter.com/OuroQM
Questions: http://ask.fm/OuroQM
Pastebins: Pending

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Ahem! Music please! https://clyp.it/t5hycou3

Let me just begin this story by getting the boring part out of the way:

Hey, guess what, monsters are REAL! Isn't that queer? Isn't that just the most insane thing you've ever heard? Well, normal people might think so, but then again you aren't what one would call normal.

You are a plain, sixteen year old girl named Erin Finch who likes creepy things, and watches violent videos on the internet through parted fingers over her face.

Nobody knows exactly what, but something has happened in the small town of Patina Hill. The area was quarantined and the government claims it to be an outbreak of a virus known as the Mensen Virus, but you know better. After telling everybody on your favorite spooky online community, they asked if you were a girl, and then promptly told you to go out there yourself and post "pics".

Well, they may have just said the part about posting "pics"... Given the subject of the thread you could only assume they wanted you to get pictures of whatever was going on out here.

Popular culture dictates the best person for this job is a naive teenager; so you packed a flashlight, some candles, some tarot cards, your sister's credit card, and set off. After a long ride in a car that smelled like bad breath from a ride-sharing service, you’ve finally arrived at your destination. The place was well fortified except for one hastily constructed area of the parameter on a dirt road, but there seems to be some kind of guard standing outside of the entrance.

“I’m sorry young lady, for your safety you can’t go past,” He states plainly.

>A. (Show him your faked police credentials.)
>B. (Attempt to run for it.)
>C. (Try to find another way in.)
>D. Write in

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Is this how making a contract with a demon feels like? Because if that’s all there is to it you might just become a demonologist out of the blue, after all you just have to trade your very dignity in exchange for promises of power, or an opportunity to dabble in something which you might very well have little or no chances of actually winning.

For example, Cassilda has assured you that you’re going to be supplied with what you require to participate in the tournament. She has also pointed out that everything else, however, is up to you, and to please not come beg her for training because it would be absolutely pointless considering you’re going to have what, one day at the very best to prepare.

So she basically just openly admitted that your being part of the tournament is just filling a hole so the number of participants is even because your chances of winning are as close to zero as they can get, since who knows, everyone could die of sudden heart attack overnight or they might all spontaneously decide to just lose on purpose because they’re too scared of being stuck with a giant spider wife.

Clearly these plebeians have terrible taste and deserve to not win their spider wife’s heart, but then there’s this thing where the older soldiers and the officers decided to also put something about pride, competition and nondescript military camaraderie into this tournament, so it’s not just about Tama, but Tama’s more like some kind of exotic excuse to have fun and baptise the tournament grounds.

This plays against you, clearly, for a young and proud cadet would certainly lose face if he were to lose to an unnamed civilian. Moreover, since you’re technically commander of the monster brigade, you have the glaring suspicion that they’re letting you participate so you’re going to show them what you’re made of.

Which is nothing, you have zero combat training and you don’t even know the rules to this tournament.

Now this might sound like a bad situation, but then again you knelt at Cassilda’s feet, licked them and called her “mistress” in order to get yourself there, so it must have some pressing element that absolutely must be worth it. As a matter of fact, you certainly have a plan to capitalize on this.

“Are you okay?”, Bryld asks, waving her hand in front of you. Oh my, you were really lost in your thoughts, you didn’t even realize you had arrived at your headquarters. You didn’t quite recognize them either, what with people going to and fro to build the tournament grounds and Tama digging the largest hole you’ve seen anyone dig.

>”I’m fine, what’s going on here?”.
>”I’m participating in the tournament”.
>”I’m participating in the tournament and I have no idea how to win it”.
>”I’m regretting my life choices”.
>”I have to go speak with the tournament organizers”.
>”Sorry I need to see someone” (Who?).
>Other?

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Eclipsed Moon Quest Episode 136
Sheets and Info: pastebin.com/u/phantomcrossing
Twitter Account: https://twitter.com/Artemis_QM
Ask.fm Account: ask.fm/Artemis_QM
Archive: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=Eclipsed+moon

Quest Intro

You are Mikage Chiba, second year high school student, fifteen years old. You used to be the third woman to carry the mantle of the magical guardian of love and justice known as Sailor Moon, after your mother and older sister. A year and a half ago you had a traumatic experience fighting the corpse of the father of your best friend, struggled victory leaving you thinking you had killed the man you had set out to save and prompting you to abandon your heritage. More than that, the relating emotional collapse lead you to abandoning yourself. Developing disguises and personas to inhabit and do the things you could not in secret, to live while you let yourself wither, you carried on.

Now you know the truth and have been taking measures to put yourself back together, reconnect with old friends, and make new ones. More than that you’ve been doing your best to support your younger sister, Koyomi, as she has become the fourth to carry the title as Sailor New Moon.

Quest Start

It doesn’t take long for everyone to get sorted after the meditation session concludes. Tomoe-sensei relaxes the barriers she erected for care of those among the assembled with potential volatile reactions to delving deep within their own powers, yourself included. While in your meditation, you fell deeper than into yourself. Bridged by the taint of the Chaos entity that leads the enemy you and the others face, you are relatively certain across its connection you witnessed a friend of your’s slowly succumbing to its influence.

Perhaps that isn’t right…

While the enemy is a creature of Chaos, that itself was defeated by your mother and her court, it is not truly that being. Much like the other reflections of it faced in your family’s past, this creature likely has its own name. You just don’t know it yet.

Still, its voice haunts you. That it noticed you as you dove into its presence across a distant psychic connection fills you first with worry, and then resolve.

Rising from the circle of those so assembled, you regard them all with brief scrutiny.

Tomoe-sensei stands a bit off to the side, the silence of her power withdrawing and ambient sound returning to your senses as you take stock of Koyomi and the younger girls and boy. Your little sister stretches a bit, likely having drifted off during meditation. Venus-chan kips up, as energetic as ever. Kanari’s hair stands on end, as much as it can while bound by a hair tie in a high ponytail, in a static state. Her brother, Koito, seems much more introspective about things. Rin has this serene aura about her. Aiha seems a bit reserved, likely because she too had a deeper experience like you.

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Oh shit nigger(s) it's a /qst/ civ thing.

5 tribes inhabits a nondescript generic fantasy land: the human barbarians, the orc weeaboos, the treehugging elves, the cave dwelling manlets (goblins, kobolds and imps) who are also weeaboos and the greedy dragons.
Each tribe gets up to 8 players to guide them through the tribal era and hopefully not die while advancing their culture, technology n shit.

Just give yourself a name to identify which tribe you belong to. Ex: "Elf Faggot"

Each tribe gets 2 actions. The first action can be a regular action (ex: scouting), a cultural action (ex: declare pants are gay) or a tech action (ex: sharpen sticks to make spears). The second action is an extra that differs for each tribe. Humans and Orcs gets an extra regular action, Elves and Dragons gets an extra cultural one while manlets get an extra tech.

After consulting with your team members, reply to my post with your turn.

Currently, Turn 47 has started and no recap for each tribe has been made

Last thread >>522833

Previous threads:
http://pastebin.com/sR3G3F2A
https://www.mediafire.com/folder/ici3zlnn9ytyy/ADVENTURES

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Link to previous thread:
>>531240

Twitter (Follow if you want updates on whenever I do this quest):
https://twitter.com/OLD_OP_of_civ

>>538274
Well we can always uncover secrets and all that.

We continue to train, harder and harder. The higher-ups have given us a concealed Crossbow, a prototype for us to use, it can fire normal or fire bolts, it does take a few seconds to reload, and the bolts that are shot are very small, however normal bolts are poison tipped which kill a man in 5 minutes. We train our accuracy with it. What shall we do now?

>A. Go look at the job board for any missions
>B. Go around the Base, exploring it
>C. Continue Training (You're in Extremely good physical condition)
>D. Explore the town
>E. Talk with the Templar leaders
>F. Ask people about any jobs
>G. Other