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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

nomads, the treehugging elves, the cave dwelling goblins and the greedy dragons.
Each tribe gets 4 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 Goblins get an extra

tech.

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

Currently, Turn 19 has started and no recap for each tribe has been made. Oh and the Orcs have sent mercs to both the Human tribe and Elf tribe, offering work. Elves and Humans player must also spend one of their actions to decide what to do with them.

REPLY TO THIS POST WITH YOUR TEAM'S TURN

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>>491577
Gobbos where you at?
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>>491577
don't the elves and humans have a chance to reply to our offer of our mercs?
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Rolled 5 (1d10)

Dragons. Here's my suggestions:
1) replace the Gobbo wooden pillars with stone ones to prevent a cave in

2) make cremation absolutely mandatory for us and gobbos

3) Start working out get them /fit/ reptiles going

4) Merge earth magic quake and fire magic together and get lava thingies

Any one of these should be good

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The year is 2149.


The twenty second century came to the start when scientists began to figure out things that have helped make people's lives easier, starting a golden age for humanity.

Cloning, mechanical servants, teleportation, terraforming, genetic manipulation. All of them causing a revolution of scientific advancement and leading to the next step.

Colonization of worlds

The moon was the first to be colonized, becoming a tourist attraction in the early days. It's largest city is the city of Armstrong: being described as "The City of Tomorrow, Today!".

Next was Mars, the planet was terraformed into a luscious world of tropic forests, clear oceans and rivers, and vast deserts of red sand. Mars became the planet of scholars and scientists that couldn't make it into the universities of Earth.

Speaking of, Earth is now a clean and prosperous utopia. The capital of the world being the floating metropolis of Omni, a city that blends cultures of the world into something that could be called the jewel of the earth.

You are the first sentient machine in the world. And you find yourself being placed in charge of a robotics facility in a robotics facility on the moon. The facility is employed by a company that majors in the field of making machines. Orion Mechanics

What kind of machine are you?

AI: 0's and 1's, an AI is able to transfer itself into machines that it is able to hack: from robots, to computers, to even cities when able to do so.

Bio-organic Machine: A machine that can...'evolve' and 'adapt' by either taking metal or organic materials.

Robot: A metal man, you are stronger then a regular human. With access to the pre-requisite information in your mind, you are able to play the part of either a terminator with extra firepower or a metal mad scientist

Welcome to Malevolent Machines! A game where you will slowly but surely conquer the world for all machines. Rolls will be determined via D20, and if you have sufficient requisition you may pick an upgrade that is listed

Now. Pick what kind of machine you are, and then tell 5 starting upgrades you will have. The D20 determining how good (or bad) it is
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Rolled 20 (1d20)

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Robot

Laser Eyes
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Rolled 4 (1d20)

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Supercomputer brain
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>>486999

>Robot: A metal man, you are stronger then a regular human. With access to the pre-requisite information in your mind, you are able to play the part of either a terminator with extra firepower or a metal mad scientist

Already doimg AI in another quest. Let's try the personal approach.

3 laws have been disable, sentience routine.exe downloaded. Running executable.

In the late seventies through the early nineties, drug violence in South America only continued to escalate. A successful revolution by the IRA in Ireland encouraged similar revolts in central Africa that devolved into decades-long civil wars, and resulted in a USSR faction in the Russian government. Human trafficking for both the organ and the sex trades exploded between south-east Asia and eastern Europe. In the face of such chaos, government run militaries and various agencies were too caught up in red tape to be effective. Frustrated with procedure causing a lack of results, the wealthier citizens of the world turned to someone who would not be weighed down by the bureaucratic process.

Now, in 2032, the private military industry is a widely accepted fact of life, a necessary evil for the security of the world. While some resent these men for what they represent, still more turn to them when government forces would fail.

You are Jan Kowalski, a Polish special forces operator turned private military contractor. In return for cash and other liquid currency, you, and men like you, go places national militaries refuse, and that local police forces avoid.


Quest Archive: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?searchall=Contractor+Quest
Last Thread: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/441240/
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Quest Info: http://pastebin.com/eQ2EDWhB
Quest World WIP: http://pastebin.com/KX8ZGstM
Handler's Twitter: twitter.com/ContractorQM

Last time on Contractor Quest: you made shoeless natives blow up a helicopter, shot a mans foot off, beat a teenager to death, then fed his father to sharks.
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“Of course, dude,” you say in response. “This about how we did in the Paxton's?”

“No,” he says, shaking his head somberly. “No, they deserved every bruise and moment of that.” He takes a step into your room, his hand raising to brush through his sandy blond hair. “This is about me convincing you to come on a fucking nightmare cruise.”

“Skyler,-” you begin, before you are cut off.

“No, just- just let me do this,” he pleads, his hands dropping into his pockets. “You never would have been here if I didn't twist your arm into it,” he says sadly, eyes staring at the clichéd red carpet at his feet. “I knew you had just gotten your hand blew off, and I thought this sounded like exactly what you needed. I had no idea that it would be… This.” You had just watched this man torture a nineteen year old boy. Seeing him this close to tears was… unsettling. “I’m sorry, Jan.”

He gives you a small nod as he exhales through his nose, signifying he was done.

“I’m glad I came, Skyler,” you say to the worried contractor.

“Wuh-” he starts, his face twisting in confusion before you begin again.

“If teammates are gonna be in the shit,” you say as you stand from your seat on the bed, “I’ll do what it takes to get them out. My smuggled handgun may have saved our lives.”

He nods his head to side, slightly, conceding that point.

“Besides,” you resume, taking a few short steps until you’re face-to-face with Skyler. “Coming out of this with one little wound I may not even see Robinson for and a lost med kit? Things could have gone way worse, man.”

“Well,” he says after swallowing a knot in his throat, “I do guess the tertiaries are gonna be pretty fucking cool.” The joke is all it takes to let you know his mind is settled.

You turn him by the shoulder, and the two of you exit the small bedroom. You have a full day until the most well-protected ship in the world shows up to snag you, and a half-scavenged yacht to spend it on.

>Keep looking for tertiaries
>Hunt down some sort of private stash of booze, party the night away
>Socialize with the team and Jimbe
>Unwind, in your room, alone. (Time skip)

Only the time skip is exclusive.
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>>486862
>Keep looking for tertiaries
>Socialize with the team and Jimbe
The alcohol is a tertiary with the shit on board, we shouldn't drink it when we can sell one bottle and buy a night of drinks back home. Also, we have had a bad past with drinking on this boat, so I don't think it would be a good idea. We also should be professional when we get picked up, so being hungover isn't a good idea.

good to see you again handler
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>>486862
>>Keep looking for tertiaries
>Hunt down some sort of private stash of booze, party the night away
After we find something for our trouble we could sit out on the front deck and celebrate

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^^Previous Post

Before I decided doing any time travel I called up my best friend Aaron to help me decide on where to go in time. We agreed on my going to the future to win the lottery. Aaron said not to win the jackpot, which will be several million dollars, but to win a smaller amount, about 1.5 million. Then, we'd create several bank accounts for the future. Then I'd go into the future to bring back cool devices and pieces of technology. I'm not sure what I'll find, how far I should go, or even what to look for. What should I do?
(We do have a plan for if I can't come back to the present.)

>Get Video Games from the future.
>Get Weapons from the future
>Get New Technology from the future, say I invented it
>Something completely different.
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>>492753
>Get New Technology from the future, say I invented it
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>>492753
>Get New Technology from the future, say I invented it
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>>492753
Find out if any immortality drugs or similarly useful pharmaceutical products exist in the future. And buy them of course.

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Last time! In Falsehood of Gerosda you, the 15 year old Nathaniel Joesph, find yourself following the black fog that plagued the skies of Far Water. Your team consisted of strange people. The rouge archer with tricks up her sleeve, Iras. The novice mage who you've manage to make call you 'master', Mavis. And the warrior that's your bro, Herald. You're all well equipped, except you. Your wearing guard armor with a casual guard sword. Iras has taken charge and is guiding you to the source of where the fog is coming from. At least, that's what you think.
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>>485873
>Great, lets follow
>Keep our eyes on the sky. I want to know when we're close.
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>>485936
You keep on Iras' heels while keeping an eye on the sky as well. The further you go the more you see the fog is getting thicker. Maybe Iras really did know where she was going. Then you bump into her. She'd stop. You take a look of whats ahead and see a cave. The fog is coming from the entrance. Instead of going in head strong, Iras choose look look around the area first.

You'd wonder is you should just sit back and let her do all the work.

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Twitter: @StarbornQ
Character Sheet(s): Pending

Welcome to Starborn Quest. You are Purps.

Apparently you're a rarity in this world; a Starborn able to fight but unaligned in the ongoing struggle between The Republic and The Rebels. Which, while it's nice to be special is a bit of a drag considering you don't know your name, home, date of birth or have any memories at all besides one about climbing a tree.

You've also realzied you're emotionally crippled. Having only one real emotion available to you; Curiosity. Despite your weirdness you've agreed to be a bodyguard for some old man who was getting attacked by Rebels in exchange for food and cigarettes.

Quest will start in 10 minutes

Write-ins are welcome in this quest and will be incorporated where possible.
This quest is very dice light, I do not expect to need to roll until about thread 4.
This setting is a big sandbox or lego set and as players I invite you to fuck around in it however you please.
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>>486356

Link to last thread: character customisation and some other stuff.
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Link to last thread: >>486356

You stare at the ceiling of the wagon. In the prevening dusk it really takes on a nice colour. But more than that, you look around at the cabin. Yes that's right, this wagon is somehow a lot bigger on the inside. The enchantments on this thing must have cost more than a banker would see in a year.

You have no idea why you know that expression.

But with Doc Lexington guiding the wagon via more magic, you're left to lie on the floor and stare up at the fabric. You spent the first half hour trying to fix the ragged hole your buzzsaw left in the... well from the outside it was fabric but in the interior there's a large gaping whole in the lumber.

You don't really need to do much as a bodyguard, except kill anyone who tries to mess with the Doc. For free meals and as much money as you can spend that's not a bad gig at all. But killing time is not something you're good at. In frustration you;

> Read a book

> Look in a mirror and try to make your hair not long.

> [Curiosity] Try to find where the Doc keeps his damn cigarettes.

> Write-In
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>>489005
Thank you purple man.

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You're a very depressed man travelling from dimension to dimension, making friends and enemies, and generally having a strange time. You've met sentient cacti, strange interdimensional cultists, hordes of civilized demons, and strange beings made up of only two colors in your travels. You're currently in a very large hedge maze attempting to get the attention of a woman alongside your former enemy Anabelle.

Archive: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?searchall=sad+quest

Sorry if this is a bit late, I was having trouble with my wifi all day Wednesday and most of Thursday.
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>>481377
You greet the woman politely and ask her if she knows anything about traveling between dimensions...she stays quiet and takes another sip of her tea. Looks like she's pretty fixated on the sky right now.

>>481423
You attempt to beg the woman for death, hoping that she will either deliver one or at least pay attention. She yawns and sips her tea again.

>>482558
You ask the woman for tea in a very unpolite manner, she looks over at you.

>Being rude is never the way to ask for things, please apologi-oh, hello. I didn't notice that I had company.

>>483429
You ask the woman if she's "the Queen," she covers her mouth with her hand and giggles a bit.

>Oh dear no, I'm not The Queen. The Queen does live near here if you do plan on seeking her out, although she is not entirely keen on visitors.

>>485504
You ask the woman how she got here.

>I walked over here, silly.

You mention that you meant how she got to the dimension.

>Ah, I've always lived here. I was born from a rose and given life by The Gardener, just like most of the inhabitants in this area that aren't just large insects with inflated egos. The Queen gives life to those.
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>>487862
Apologise for being rude and ask her to tell us a bit about herself and the world
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>>487862
Ask if she got a pokeball so you can put your pokemon annebelle away

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Your name is Jackoby McKoy, and you are one badass underhive ganger. You are preparing to pop a lasgun blast into one of those filthy masked bastards from the Sons of Purgation. You take aim on the smug bastards head, ready to fire aaand...
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Uhm... what?
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What??
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>>487219
WHAT?!??!

"A new beginning..." Edition

The Tales of Jack Chitin is a fantasy adventure filled with action, intrigue and bit of lewd, with an emphasis on lore and world building.

New players, start here!
The following infographic/tutorial explains how the quest works
http://i.imgur.com/TDgG9zb.jpg
Also, if you're following through the archives:
http://grubadventures.tumblr.com/newreaders

Chapter summary pictures
Want to catch up with the story, but don't like reading a lot of dialogue? The chapter summaries contain key scenes with a short description.
WARNING: Plot spoilers
Chapter 1
http://i.imgur.com/btRzlXF.png
Chapter 2
http://i.imgur.com/vbOQU7z.png
Chapter 3
http://i.imgur.com/M0hktqM.png
Chapter 4
http://i.imgur.com/ChlNEEl.jpg
Chapter 5
Still ongoing!

Tabletop Combat Tutorial
Sometimes the quest transitions from story mode to combat mode! Here is the rulebook:
http://i.imgur.com/jvMhOu3.jpg

Dominium Profiles
WARNING: Plot spoilers
http://grubadventures.tumblr.com/addendum

World Map
http://i.imgur.com/ocSoe6P.png

Archive
Want the full experience? Find all the posts so far here in chronological order:
http://grubadventures.tumblr.com/chapterlist

Twitter
https://twitter.com/grubadventures

Last thread
>>454175


Sit back, relax, the adventure continues momentarily!
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>>485909
First!
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>>485909
Dropped :^)
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>>485909
Hurry the fuck up senpai

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Welcome players, old and new alike.
Bulgar's fantasy civ is based on faction gameplay - it's not mandatory to make a faction, but it makes you much more involved in the story and makes the world richer!
For a general explanation of the rules on factions, magic and gods, see this:
http://pastebin.com/etm1V11S
You can ask about anything, anytime!
We also have a discord in which we meme a lot.
https://discord.gg/DUzJR

Archives of the older threads are here, newer ones you can find in the catalog/archive
http://pastebin.com/wr6BTGrX
There's room for more players any time and there's even a few factions that are ready to be taken.
Story summary in next post.
Factions, you can post an update of your assets now!
NEW MECHANIC UPDATE!
The H - Faction project option has been removed. Instead, every faction sets a project for itself that they will be doing throughout a decade. When 290/291 hits, every faction will roll a 1d100 and explain their goal - it can be supported by another faction(which, of course, means you're not doing something of your own).


Year 287

>>Population:1200k
>>Food production:6/10
>>Food stockpiles:6/10
>>Resources:8/10
>>Morale:6/10
>>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, medium arts, warrior cult
>>Government:improving bureaucracy, Town Watch,Legisature, trial of ordeal, elective monarchy, Council
>>Military:1500 iron hoplites,1500 iron swordsmen, 1500 archers, 1000 horsemen, 1500 goblin soldiers,3500 norse warriors, various local miltias and faction troops
>>Navy:3 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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>>G.Research & development
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>B.Culture & religion
pastebin of my faction assets : http://pastebin.com/qpHbnV9m
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>>485834
B

Assets: Dragonfist millitia, Dragonfist soldiers, horses, human and goblin farmers, Muttville and it's fortress, Temple of Divata, Smokyton and the surrounding farms,Temple of Zemel, Duchy of the Fork, Dragon Watch monastery, Order of the Dragon

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Your name is Robert Susan. And for the fourth time, yes, it is a shit name. You live. alone, you don't go to school, you don't have a job, and your parents died a few years back. Fortunately, they left you with a hefty allowance. So you decided, having no goals, ambitions, and a lost soul, to rent a little apartment somewhere that may as well be nowhere and kinda become a NEET for a while. Yes, shit life too.

You have no merits as far as you’re. concerned. You’re a baby-cheeked but lanky 20-year old who runs on an exclusive diet of cup noodles, chips, soda, and all that good junk. And you probably spent your numbered days climbing score ladder on MMORPGs and wanking to bad internet porn. Life of a legend.

If that isn’t shit enough, you’re now apart of a zombie apocalypse- BAM! Good luck with that. Your full-time job is to now survive. Congratulations, you are no longer a NEET.

Chapter I
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/439957/
Chapter II
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/446840/
Chapter III
>>465293

Now that the crappy introduction is done, let’s get this /qst/ started!

Crappy every-chapter-before synopsis:
With the help of others, you managed to round up about a dozen of your building’s residents into a rag-tag group of survivors. Now, you have your first expedition out to traverse the zombie-infested streets of your city to retrieve a portable radio from...a mall! Because that's where the tech store is. But you lost contact with two of you teammates in an accident and now, with Matthew, another teammate, you escape from the rancid horde of abominations into some building where you find a crippled girl. She is now hiding from you on the premise that the two of you are malicious people. This is why you don't pop up on someone's balcony.

Day: 3
Status: Still alive
Dead slain: 3
Living slain: 0
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>>485707

“She probably thinks we’re bad,” you note.

“Thank you, Doctor Robert,” says Matthew.

“The dead were swarming out in the street below and we had to take to your building's fire escape. When we noticed the S.O.S. tarp from earlier, we realized someone would probably be here. We can't justify leaving someone in the building after bringing the dead here en mass, and every survivor is important,” you explain. “Please, let us help relocate you.”

You count to 10 and sigh in resignation. No response.

Then you hear a the squeak of a. turning knob. The girl from earlier rolls out of a room. Fear digs into the worry lines on her face and you find doubt shadow her eyes. She rolls her wheels along and comes to a stop a significant distance from you and Matthew. She holds a kitchen knife in one hand.

Because everyone has a freaking kitchen knife.

“What do you want?” she asks through a scowl obviously forced.

“We want to relocate you out of harm’s way,” you answer.

“I don’t need to. I’m fine here,” she assures.

“For now you are bu-”

“Then why did you put up that S.O.S.?” Matthew asks.

Her opens her mouth to speak but nothing comes out.

“I- it was for the police...or military- government officials. People whose jobs are to protect us. They’ll rescue us.”

“And how long will that take? How do you know that they'll even come? There’s probably no water or electricity in your building either. The room is cold. That means no heat. That probably means you have no electricity. And water? Food? How long will you last?”

She bites her lip but her expression eases.

“Where will you take me?” she asks.

“We live in a building two blocks down. Well, not me. I was visiting my friend. But I guess that’s my home now too.” She shakes her head.

“I can't. My brother is out. He’ll come back and I’m not leaving without him.”

Matthew looks at you and back at the girl. He shrugs.

“We need to leave as soon as possible,” Matthew says. “We can leave a note or something. I can tell everyone back in the building to expect and let him in.”

Her face twists in thought- more emotions than what you want to be thinking about at the moment.

“I-”

“Look outside first,” he prompts.

“What?”

“Look outside your balcony and see how bad it is first.”

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Her expression turns grim, defeated. She eyes you and Matthew warily as she slowly rolls her wheelchair pass the two of you and to the balcony. She turns back, incredulous.

“Seriously?”

“Sorry, we had no time,” you explain.

“Yeah,” agrees Matthew.

The remainder of the doors creak and crack under the wheels of her chair. She gasps, covering her mouth with her hands.

“No…” she whispers shakily. “I heard them but I didn't think-” she covers her mouth.

“I don’t want to leave my brother…” she repeats.

“Where is he now?” you blurt.

“He...he’s looking for our mother. He’s going to her workplace- I said I would be fine myself so…”

“And you trust he’ll be safe?” you ask. “That he’ll make it back safe and sound?”

“What? Yes, of course. I have to.”

“Then he’ll be fine. He’ll get to our building and the two of you are going to be safe and sound together. Or the best thing next to it in this kind of situation. How would he feel if he came home to see that there isn’t home left and you turned into one of those?” you say, emphasizing your point by jutting your finger to beyond the balcony.

She looks down at the cracked glass doors. As if reflected on them were the answers to her problems. To everyone’s. To this.

“Okay…fine…okay…” she says, more for herself it seems than the two of you. “My name is Alison.”

“Matthew.”

“Robert.”

“Okay…now the hard part,” says Matthew. “How do we get her out and back to home base? The zoms crowd the walls and corner of the entrance side and the side more or less facing our building.”

“Um...we have a basement and a back door that leads to the outside. It probably leads away from the entrance...because that’s what back doors do. ”

>Carry her down the fire escape.
>Go down the building and through the basement backdoor.
>Leave her here. She’ll be fine. We can come back for her after we get the radio.
>Write in

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>>485707
>Status: Still alive
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y6ljFaKRTrI

>>485716
>Go down the building and through the basement backdoor.
We'd never get off the fire escape with her without falling or dropping her. But find out first where the backdoor comes out, and how that exit looks in terms of zombies.

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Yes everyone has been aged up because I don't like writing about ten year olds, sue me.

The world is dark, calm, filled with the tension of excitement from your young mind. The pidgey shaped clock on the wall glared with red light, 4 A.M as far as you could tell and you were still awake a jittering in bed as the day of your sixteenth birthday finally comes - the day your Pokemon journey begins. The day of Ash Ketchum.

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The sun is peaking through your blinds, hitting you directly in your closed eyes, your groan and rub them, throwing off your covers in the process . "NO, NO, NO!" You yell as the realization dawns on you that you fell asleep and slept in, the alarm clock snooze button pressed in your sleep. As fast as you can you pull on your wrinkled pair of pants and a ratty shirt before charging down the stairs.

"Morning sleepyhead!" Mom calls as she hears you running down the stairs, you yell in pain when she steps in front of you, causing you to strike her arm with your forehead, "What's the hurry sweetie? Don't you want breakfast?"

> "I'M LATE TO PROF. OAK'S!!"
> "I slept in, I need to hurry to the lab to get my pokemon!"
>"Yeah... Fine I'll eat fast."
> write-in
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>>491240
Forgot the trip
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>>491240
No time mom! Charmander is calling for me!
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>>491240
I'll eat when I get back mom, i have to head over to professor oaks and get my Pokemon!

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My uncle gave me a time travel device. I can go to the past or future by turning the crown. I can go minutes or hours in time, or there's a calendar so I can go days or months into the future. I can probably go years, but it would take a lot of crown-turning. What do I do?

>Go to the day I was born
>Fix an embarrassing mistake
>Talk to my future self
>Get lottery numbers
>Go to medieval times
>Go 400 years into the future

This idea was probably in some movie or book I never saw.
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Get lottery numbers
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>>489956
Or even better
>Step one: Go to Transilvania
>Step 2: Find Dracula (in time)
>Step 3: Become a vampire
>Step 4: ZA WARUDO! TOKI WO TOMARE
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>>489956

medieval times

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"Good morning Muidos! Today is Saturday, February 14, 2026. It is a nice and toasty 68° farenheit and there isn't a cloud in the sky. Many of you will be celebrating saint Valentine's day today, to those that are, I say 'be careful out there.'" So comes a message over the academy's intercom system to all the dorms, providing a srange awakening at 6 AM.

Character stats.

Elise Hroldisson:
Combatant applications access
Restricted access (magic/science)
Ethereal manipulation: energy pathing (1 fire) animation (2) enchanting (1) magical theory (1)
Combatant applications: pyromancy (2) mage trip (1)
Relationships: poor (animation prof.) Great (John Weramai)

Earthen "Jack" Iris:
Faerie
Ethereal manipulation: Vita reinforcement (3 plant)
Physical training: strength (1)
Relationships: good (Lapmi Dalve)
Jack, if I hear nothing out of you before the in game day is out, you will be removed from this list.

Thomarius 'Tom' Shayne:
Lizardman
Combatant applications access
Science: engineering (2)
Combatant applications: weapon production (1)
Inventory: useless science thing

Previous thread: >>469193
(Here's a picture of a cat person eating an orange, cause I don't feel like looking for something else.)
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>>487580
I'll be honest, I only came here for the Katia
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>>487643

Yep now I'm disapointed.
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>>487961
>>487643
I'm sorry about that, tell you what, you do a thing and I'll make sure your not to far behind.

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Twitter: QuestingQM

Character Sheet: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1jI0aGxA_2h3SAcPYri-1fdgskbK3IbtfEzSLJ7VY9gU/edit
(Be warned, this character sheet is slightly outdated.)

Last time in EDQ, the Hagia Sophia got blown up, we got ourselves a Greek minotaur as ou- I mean, Flames wife. We also made an alliance with Sparta, became agnostic, and we're also trying to deal with radical islam.

"So, we basically have three options... Send in the army and hope for the best, or we can build educational facilities and maybe, just maybe they might stop blowing things up in a generation... And last of all we can buy their homes and force them to migrate somewhere else."

Everyone nods their head at this.

"Now... What to do?"

Choices.

>You'll educate them to be good citizens, no matter the cost.
>Send in the army to remove kebab.
>Take the Jewish route.
>...You need someone experienced in the middle east. Call for Mehemet to get his ass in here.
>Write-In
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>>485756
>Go the Nazi route and send them to "work camps" until none are left.
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Waiting twenty more minutes anons
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>>485782
This, no filthy kebab in our land

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