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>>>/b/740260911
a quick civ quest on /b/

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Welcome to You Awake in Westeros Quest – Diddler Edition.

INTRODUCTION - You are Olev, a college student who has been inexplicably transplanted in the Song of Ice and Fire universe: Game of Thrones, around the time of the start of the novels.

One minute you were casually trawling across the web, consuming your various sources of media, the next you were falling through the netherworld regurgitating the hot pocket you had heated up and scarfed down earlier.

Darkness turns to whiteness as you fall, you notice-.... Not whiteness, speckled earth and white.. TREES! Coming up fucking FAST.

Roll a 1d20, see how much this hurts your NEET body.

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Another jojo’s bizarre adventure quest stat’s, rule, etc.
Dice roll RULES

ROLLING: another JoJo’s Bizarre quest uses a d100 rolling. The default table for significant actions the tiers of success requiring a roll is as follows:

1 CRITICAL MISS,
2-10: Definite Miss
11-89: Various Degrees of Success
90-99: Definite Success
100: OVERPOSE!

1s and 100s cannot be overturned unless the other is rolled to cancel it out. Otherwise, the highest tier of success achieved goes.


WHAT DO STATS DO?: The stats do two things. First, they extend the “Definite Success” range of a Stand’s actions, as follows:

E: No change (90-99)
D: 80-99
C: 75-99
B: 70-99
A: 65-99
BATTLE SYSTEM: There is no flat health value, nor is there any flat way to determine damage sustained due to an attack. Powers can tend to inflict conditions that the enemy has to deal with, and you don’t necessarily have to KO an enemy to take him or her out of the fight. A given power may inflict a condition that the player will have to contend against in some manner, similar to a FATE aspect. For example, if a Stand has the power to throw around gravity wells, and the user catches an enemy in the range of one of his wells, the target would, reasonably, be “weighed down” by the enhanced gravity due to the gravity well; it would be harder to move around and avoid any further attacks unless the well can be dispelled somehow. Treat the effects of a power similar to how you would treat any trait, except it is (usually) temporary in nature. Conditions are ranked from 1 (minor) to 5 (strong). Conditions also tend to stack upon each other, so it is best to try to get rid of conditions before they cripple your character. Even though a character may be heavily crippled by conditions, it doesn’t necessarily mean they are always out of the fight. It will be significantly harder to perform actions you want, but depending on the nature of the condition, you might still have an out if you can figure a way out of the condition yourself or can get backup from someone else. Just because you’re down doesn’t always mean you’re out.

Wardrobe.

Specific sets of clothes can grant specific advantages in situations. For instanceover the top designs are jojo oriented one’s have the ability to pose. Posing can grant any stat and move it up a rank for a few turns (longer depending on how well you roll). Clothes like suits and ties (normal ones)will give you a bonus in charm and additional dialog options. Standard, normal clothes can help you hide among civilian's if being hunted.

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Hey qst, I want to try and do a creation quest with my own flavor. In this quest, you will control an all powerful deity with whom you can create things. You need to spend prayer points to perform certain actions, or be idle and let your creations run on its own. Certain actions will require a dice roll. I am only going to run with one deity.

Here is a list of the main mechanics. I will go more in depth in certain areas when necessary. For now, we will focus on creating our realm and worshippers.
> Every turn you gain Prayer Points (PP)
> Every turn you can use your PP to perform miracles, create things, or idle and allow your creations to advance on their own
> Creation of realms will form spirits from different aspects used to shape your world
> PP is accrued through your follower’s worship of you or your spirits

Before we begin, our deity will have to have a realm to rule over and a chosen people. The realm cannot be entered by your full form, but can be inhabited by spirits from your essence. Thus, you can only interact with your world via spirits and avatars. You can create more realms later on, once you have accrued enough points.

Now, what sort of realm will we start with? Although a realm may have multiple biomes, your starter worshipping species will only inhabit one.
> Earthlike Planet
> Biome Dominant Planet (Volcanic, Desert, Snowy, etc.)
> Floating Islands
> Eternal Ocean
> Metallic Sphere/Cuboid
> Flatland (with or without end)
> Ringworld
> Eternal Darkness
> Write In

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"Black Hearts. Cold Steel. Dark Deeds."

These are the words of the Black Company, the infamous band of mercenaries that has been on one side or the other of every major conflict on the continent since its founding.
The Company has seldom cared who they fight for or the cause so long as they are paid, and paid well, when the killing work is done. Though they may be considered by some to be little more than glorified brigands, it cannot be said that the Black Company is not good at what they do.

Recently the Company has taken up a contract with a new employer, one more powerful than any that have come before. An employer with endless ambition, as well as the means and lack of moral scruples needed to pursue it. An employer that pays well...

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This was never supposed to happen to you.

You slip back into conscious thought, eyes fixated on the fire before you. You look around, gagging at the rancid air twirling around the smoke of the flame. Scarred, broken men form a ring around the fire, many holding weapons, some missing a hand or an eye, and all of them wearing twisted expressions of pleasure and vice.

You are Falen Hok, a merchant from the small logging town of Urig. You have a wife, a young son, and about a thousand golds' worth of treasures and assets back home. You were on your way to Penseal, the jewel of the Trader's League, when you were ambushed during the night. They took your horse, your wagon, all your valuables, and even most of your clothes.

Then, they gave you an ultimatum - join the bandit tribe of the Woodrats, or be sold as a slave in Penseal.

Being the coward that you are, in a panic, you quickly chose to cast your life behind, strong-armed into joining the small bandit legion that are the Woodrats. It seems to be a force of about twenty-odd men, but who knows how many more there are scattered about?

Now, you've got nothing but the pants around your waist. This isn't right. You deserve better than this. You're not a criminal. This wasn't supposed to happen to you.

You lift your head some more, looking at your surroundings with glazed eyes.

>A. Warn the gathered bandits that the Urig militia will be after him once they discover you're missing
>B. Ask about the Woodrats, about their leader, try and learn something you can use
>C. Go up to the biggest guy you can find and punch him in the gut
>D. Keep staring into the fire
>E. Something else

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This is a thread created for the discussion of Quest threads.

Please do not shitpost, and please report any shit posters attempting to derail discussion or cause strife.

Useful links: http://pastebin.com/u5xPbk6w
This link contains numerous writing guides, general advice, and various quest tools and communities. You will also never read it, so who fucking cares, just ask whatever stupid question you have in the thread.

https://twitter.com/Eisenstern/lists/quest-runner-directory/
https://twitter.com/tgquestlist/lists/quest-master-directory
These are two directories containing the tweets of many current QM's. While a twitter is by no means mandatory, it is a useful tool for both you and your players. To get added to the second list, tweet @tgQuestList. Spamming tweets unrelated to your quest may result in its removal.

IRC Channels:
[The Cabal] #QMC @ Rizon.net (slightly related to quests; enjoys worldbuilding, mechanics, and politics.)
[Hugbox] #ques/tg/enerals @ Rizon.net (barely related to quests; enjoys Larro quests and anime)

Discord server (Can provide feedback to new QM's, usually in advising that they stop being huge faggots, but shitposting is a bannable offense) https://discord.gg/pXfcXZJ

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This abomination of a wiki gives brief summations of quests and QMs as well as quest culture in general. Additions are encouraged. Not that you will ever contribute, as you well shouldn't.

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>QM Question
What is your favorite moment in the last quest you ran, or are currently running?

>Player Question
How many characters is too many to keep track of?

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Welcome to Wake Up Naked In A Field With A Rock, or WUN, a sandbox loosely based upon Rust. A world of trials and tribulations awaits those brave enough to wake up. Is this your first time waking up? If so...

PLAYERS
>Currently accepting 4 players
>All players are human. Initially.
>Use character name as tripcode
>Choose your occupation
Occupations give a small bonus to 3 skills related to your occupation. Ex: Mechanics: +1 to Repair, Pilot, and Barter.
>Choose your rock
Is it flint? Iron ore? A crack rock?
>10 HP @ lv 1, +5 / lvl
>Keep a character sheet. I will not track your items or bonuses. Include applicable bonuses or penalties, and item stats, in the comment field when used.

>Mechanics Primer
Death And You
People die. A lot. However, death is not necessarily the end. When your HP is reduced to zero, you fall unconscious. If you do with no one to aide you, you die. The following game day, you wake up again in the field, without your items, aware of events that transpired previously. Tired of waking up in fields? Find or craft a bedroll and lay it down, and, upon death, you instead wake up the following game day, naked and unequipped, in your bed. Keeping a stash is encouraged. Made any enemies? Destroy their bedroll and loot their stashes! Sometimes, it might even be prudent to kill oneself. It could be better to die and wait a day before tackling the dungeon boss rather than show up vomiting from giardia.

>So I can't really die?
There are ways to actually kill, disfigure, or disable players, and even ways to undo lasting damage that passes from wake up cycle to wake up cycle. However, at this time, these remain to be discovered.

>Flat Checks and Opposing Checks
Flat Checks are easy - roll a given number or higher to accomplish the task. Sometimes, the difference between target numbers and rolls will determine the degree of success or failure.

Opposing checks are made when a skill is used against a character with personal agency. An example...
>P1 tries to seduce P2. P1 rolls 10. P2 rolls 12. P2 is not seduced.
The difference between rolls determines the degree of success or failure.

Remember to apply your bonuses!

>GM rolls
I have my dice out to expedite rolls. I will post the numbers when rolled next to the action they apply to.

>Anything else?
If you leave the game session and you arent dead, your character falls unconscious. If you aren't present for a session, you are assumed to be sleeping. People can do things to you while you are asleep. Be careful...

>Contact Info
Get a hold of your GM at [email protected].

>Waiting for Player1

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This was not a good day to hunt. It was an unlucky day, not that was an understatement. Today was a sinister day, a day marked by hell itself. The old man walked on in silence, through the hole in the town's wall that only he knew, his thoughts on the pure evil he had witnessed not long ago. One of the devil's own seducers sought him out, tried to tempt him towards the very path he has been trying to burn and trample to ash his entire life. He should be praying now, he should be blessing everything that demonic whore touched but...but what man of god would leave an innocent soul to be devoured and defiled by the devil's own hounds that stalk this land, his choice of a "retirement"? Yes, he should be praying, making sure he banishes that hellish thing from this town, from his soul. But he cannot just sit idly while one of the lost souls of this world beg him for his help. The girl walking behind him, she's untrained in the art of clearing out the scum in this world, she'd die trying to save her blood, and that would weight most heavily on his heart. Age might have long since caught up with him, but he still had a duty to the lord's lost herd. Even if most of the world has forgotten, even if he was one of the few faithful left, He could not turn his back on doing what was right.

And killing those who had given up their humanity, their very soul for depravity and sin. To hunt and devour their fellow man. It was the duty he, and his long and honored line had been born to preform, even if the ones who gave them this task have long since turned to dust and scattered to the wind.

If it cost him his life, he would gladly give it to save this stranger's sister, if only to ignite the holy fire within their hearts as well. But....the grey skies and the feeling in his bones and teeth that felt like a slowly seeping poison or radiation, told him that he should be praying. That demon...it's still around, waiting to take his soul, he knows it. and he is far away from the protection of the lord.

Gripping the crucifix around his neck he glanced back, the young lady nearly walking into him as he surveyed the dark forest path he was in now, smelling nothing but dirt, and the rot of this world.

"Sir?" the girl asked, her voice breaking with fear "why have we stopped?"

His eyes fell on her, and he frowned. There was such innocence in her eyes, it was wrong to let her follow and to leave her. Bringing her into danger that was the beasts that were once men, or leaving her alone when a demon is stalking the world of man.

There was no real option for him, but to perhaps hope she might be his successor, even if not by blood.

"Nothing" He said, hiding his emotions with a gruff voice "just making sure we aren't being hunted ourselves"

cont

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>Story

Ser Gereth the Oathslayer

The son of a nameless former sellsword, Gereth grew up in equally nameless 'village' located somewhere between Winterfell and Highpoint. Winter was harsh during Gereths youth, only the truly strong survived outside of Castle walls with desperate men abounds. 'Taught' the basics on how to fight for one's life (not a traditional training: lots of neglect and ill-prepared for beatings) from his rightfully forgotten father, Gereth took to heart the desire to seek out justice in whatever way he could.

Growing to be a semi-honorable (As honorable as a peasant boy forced to engage in questionable acts can be) wannabe squire (no knight or house cared to take in a ragged stray) Gereth realized he would need to either become very VERY skilled in order to stand out to the Knights he sought to impress, or he would need to do some very dangerous and impressive things.

The latter seemed faster and frankly; easier.

Upon witnessing Lord Rickard execute an Oathbreaker one day, Gereth decided that capturing and/or killing such filth would surely earn him respect. Injured dozens of times, forced to flee on more than one occasion, Gereth nonetheless succeeded in hunting down over a dozen Oathbreakers from the wall before any noble house could do so and for this he was eventually awarded with a title seemingly bestowed in jest by Lord Whitehill - but legitimate nonetheless.

A few years have passed, many tourneys competed in.. and some to his favor, but plenty in defeat - our Hedge Knight is on the road once more, upon an unnamed horse, looking for a cause to pledge his sword to, or a coin purse to warm himself out of.

Year: 279 AC

>Info
Name: Ser Gereth The OathSlayer
Level: 24
Experience: 0/1500
Age: 28
Sex: Male
Wife: Single
Build: Average-Muscular

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Fantasy quest. The usual adventuring, monsters, etc. This is my first time authoring a Quest, so let's see how this goes. I'll let you know when to roll (it'll always be 1d100.) Stats won't really exist, I'll just set a number to beat based on difficulty of the task at hand.
Let's do this.

You wake up in your house. Today marks the start of your twentieth year. As is tradition for all children in your village, to mark your transition into adulthood, today is also the day that you must set out and adventure for the next five years. Your people have trained you well in basic survival skills. You were even given your choice of specialized training, or a class. You are ready to set out and prove that you are an adult. After five years, you are free to come back, continue adventuring, or settle down somewhere.

You get out of bed and wash yourself with water from the nearby bathing basin. It's not everyday you get to bathe, so you take the time to examine your reflection in the water. It's impressive how much you've changed since the last time you saw yourself.

>>Time for character creation. First post for each trait sets it. One trait per post only. Please label your post with what trait you're claiming.
Race: Basic fantasy classes preferred, but most anything non-monstrous is allowed.
Sex: I'm not getting into any modern-day gender shenanigans here - biological sex is all I care about right now.
Class: Doesn't have to be just Fighter, Mage, Rouge. Feel free to describe our fighting style and things we'd be good at out of combat.
One interesting body characteristic: tattoo, birthmark, scar, etc.

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Hey guys! Lets get into it!

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You are Ryoma Shizuhara, a young man living with his grandfather in the small town of Hashigata while your mother goes under chemotherapy, and you've gotten tangled up with a mysterious world that exists behind mirrors and pulls in people who don't conform to the roles other people try to force them into, turning them into compliant puppets.

You recently rescued Momoko Ayabe from the Reflected World and currently waiting for her to recover from her time there.

>Thursday, 4/21, Before Class

You over hear some chatter while you walk to school.

"I heard that a new student transferred to Mitsugi High."

"Really? Why'd anyone wanna transfer here?

"Doesn't sound like he wanted to do it. Rumor has it is that he's the son of the Chief Financial Officer for Junes."

"Damn, sounds like he's rich. So why'd he come here? Someone with that kind of money could go literally anywhere else."

"Beats me."


(Continued)

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A courier comes along to give you a letter. In it a single line: “It's time.”

As you take the autocar to the dropoff you're briefed on the situation. Whatever the engineer was working on must have been completed early. Eldson sent a team to transport it early and are keeping the engineer there. Scouts warn that the team guarding the engineer are armed and organized.

William whispers: Oi crew. We’ll want te be easy on te approach. We’ll go’n two teams. One side’ll take the trail and the other take this clearin up top. Intel told of’e ridge we can use te get te drop on em. Trail team, I want ye sitting back until Ridge’s got overwatch. Ye fook this up we might all be seein mercy Mer fasta than’we should.

Catrina: Hmm, then we better take our time. I can go with team Trail.

William nearly exclaims before going back to a shart hiss

William: Eh!? Seven hells what ye even doin’ere? Catarina this isn’t a place fer kids?

Catrina annoyed retorts: It’s Catrina and I want to get back at Eldson more than the rest of you. Jenmah can still barely walk after what Alexander did to him. Oh uh, Alex? We understand what happened. We don’t hate you.

William: Fine, take te high ground. They’ll be expecting us. Main thing is to take out that lab. We also can’t let te Engineer escape.

>Workers. [Clock-in] please.

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The Raiders – Part 25

You and your dragon leave the fascinated and ridiculously pleased illusionist to her own devices – well, device, really. Yashi holds Fehr Vaed up, sitting upon silk cushions thoughtfully provided by Siobhan, and communes with the mysterious blade with its haunting melodies and delicate nature. The blade seems perfectly happy to listen to the psychic babble of the exhausted and exhilarated githyanki, singing sweetly to the githyanki. The Silver sword's voice fades in your own mind with distance until it is a soft noise at the back of your mind, one which you could easily tune in on and increase to normal conversational levels. An echo of it exists in Siobhan's mind as well, a deep and undetectable connection that belongs to the Silver Sword you forged and her sister blade.

The implications are both exciting and terrifying.

You pick up your armor as well as Yashi's which earns you a nod of thanks from the overjoyed illusionist, and make your way to the tent. Siobhan adds a long silken shift with wide sleeves to the illusionist's wardrobe as protection from the chill of the caverns, and you find yourself graced with a just long enough tunic of shimmering black silk and wide legged pants of the same as you walk to the tent.

The tent that Falna has conjured is clearly of complex and opulent design, large in every dimension, almost touching the roof of the gallery you have suborned and protected for your Cadre's use. Your Arcane Sight tells a different story: the walls are as strong as stone, the window flaps no less so; the simple screens that the side flaps open up to are steel and can be sealed against intrusion with Arcane Locks. The opening to the tent is equally defensible and you hold it open for your golden haired, alabaster skinned beauty of a dragon.