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>I have decided to make an idea. What if you could play along in a movie like an RPG then ruin it for the fun of it or maybe if you could send a character or anything else to another movie and crash it in here. Sounds fun, yes? It's like Film Reroll, but with an extra spice in it.

You are Ralph, the main antagonist of the game Fix-It Felix, who recently had turned 30 this year.

You are in a villain meeting in the Pac-Man game; from there, the bad guys are having fun chatting and introducing themselves to each other.

But for you, you have an announcement to say after your introduction.

What would say? "I'm no longer going to be the bad guy anymore." just like the film or something else?

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Welcome to Middle Earth!

Dawning of the Fifth Age:
The War of the Ring ended 200 years ago. Since then, the races of Men, Elves, Dwarves, Goblins, Uruks, and Halflings have established themselves in their particular regions. This is the beginning of the Age of Expansion.

There are 14 races vying for control of Western Middle Earth. All are matched equally in their technology, though a handful do posses powers that the others do not.

GAME PLAY
1) Choose a Race

2) Declare your Name as leader of said race
>Tripcode required

3) Decide if you wish to maintain Kin Alliances

KIN ALLIANCES
Like races have a natural Kin Alliance: Dwarves, Elves, Men and Orcs. There is no penalty for breaking away from your Kin.

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Good ol' fashioned MS Paint Civ time!

Dubs decides what happens.

Three tribes are found in a small group of three islands. The Western Island is the largest of the three and hosts the red tribe. It is just east of an oil deposit.

The Eastern Island is smaller, though both the pink and blue have settled there. For now, Blue and Pink are allies. The Eastern Island also has a source of freshwater.

The Southern island is smaller than OP's dick, though it is the most valuble of the three. It's the only island with a natural source of gold.

Red Pop: 10
Blue Pop: 10
Pink Pop: 10

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Civ thread.

You are Al-shu. Thirty-third born of the godking, En-kra. You are the 4th of your brothers to pass the trials of godhood up until the final stage, a feat only one other has passed so far.
You must guide a group of lesser race beings from ragged nomads into a world spanning civilization. If you succeed then you may sit at your father's side.

You are sent to the planet's surface in a breath of light from your father. You find your body has become ethereal, able to possess the form of any of the lesser races. You will jump from leader to leader as the ages pass, leading your people to ascendance as an hidden immortal king.

>First ideas seconded decides the race and starting climate. Roll D100 for efficacy of suggestions and focuses. If no roll, efficacy is 40/100.

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I wanna have a fun, brutal low-fantasy adventure. Don't expect much, 'cos I'm still inexperienced, but I'll try to make it fun.

By low fantasy, I mean that other humanoid fantasy races are okay, along with some magic, but no off-the-wall "I'm a fucking WIZARD!" bullshit, and no dragons or other crazy creatures. Roll 2d20 for every action besides looking around, and choices are made by a majority vote (or a roll of 39/40) if there's a lot of responces.

No need for names, let's start by picking our height, age and gender.

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Twitter: @BeleagueredQM
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You are Prince Meirion auk Gwyrren, the only sane man in a royal family with dubious concepts of strategy, justice, taxation, and governance in general. You have made it your goal in life to keep your family on the throne and your head firmly attached to your body.

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"So…"

You sip your tea and calmly stare Myrddin in the eyes while remaining as stone-faced as possible. You can't show weakness; that's when they pounce.

"So…"

Your only answer is an overtly-audible slurp. No weakness.

"You highness, we can't pretend you didn't choose one more consort than we'd agreed upon." Myrddin pushes his glasses up his nose. It's like the damn things suck all the light and cover his face in darkness. "This kind of debauchery… what will people say?"

"Yes, yes, you've had your fun." You set your cup aside and clear your throat. "Let's get on with it, shall we? I still haven't formally congratulated my brother for his wedding night."

"I assuming you enjoyed it more than he did," Myrddin says. "Still, there shouldn't be a conflict between Esyllt, Eleri and Delyth, and Prince Aled is still reeling from the loss of his people; he won't be able to interfere until you choose a principality and get there, so we should move quickly."

It's a good thing you've done so much to cripple your uncle's connections. Although you're more than capable of protecting a retinue, accidents do happen and you'd rather not take any chances.

"One more consort to choose, then we can settle on a principality," you say. "I'd like to get it done as quickly as possible."

"I can send invitations out in time for dinner, if you'd like one last conversation," Myrddin says. "Or if you'd prefer to make a decision now, I can make preparations for that as well."

>"Yes, send all the invitations out. I'd like one more meeting."
>"No, I'm ready to make a final decision."

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In order to see if this app works, see what the folks on this new board are like, and whiddle away the time while I'm sickly, I figured I'd run y'all a quest about someone on a journey.

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SOURCES ON THE HYPERWAR

https://desuarchive.org/his/thread/651698
https://desuarchive.org/his/thread/654690 (doubtful source)
https://desuarchive.org/his/thread/654751/
https://desuarchive.org/his/thread/661112/ (possibly biased) (possibly Hwan revisionism)
https://desuarchive.org/his/thread/673452/
https://desuarchive.org/his/thread/674824/#676092
https://desuarchive.org/his/thread/678876/
https://desuarchive.org/his/thread/691463/
https://desuarchive.org/his/thread/693681/ (doubtful) (Hwan shitposting)
https://desuarchive.org/his/thread/699510/
https://desuarchive.org/his/thread/711673/
https://desuarchive.org/his/thread/726596/
https://desuarchive.org/his/thread/726596/
https://desuarchive.org/his/thread/743452/#743642 (hmm)
https://desuarchive.org/his/thread/746366/ (possible theory)
https://desuarchive.org/his/thread/747463/#747470 (possible)
https://desuarchive.org/his/thread/755667/

PUELLA MAGI WIKI
https://wiki.puella-magi.net/

PROLOGUE

More than six millennia ago, a great civilization existed on Planet Earth. Its centre stretching from Finland to Korea, it was the representation of humanity at its peak. Poverty, disease, hunger and illiteracy existed only in the form of case studies in history textbooks; they had been conquered ages earlier. Erudite, strong and proud, it was the closest humanity had ever approached the asymptote that was and is utopia. However, its glory was not only limited to Earth.
Straddling one of the Orion Arms busiest galactic trade routes, the Finno-Korean civilization was blessed with immense wealth. Medical technologies mingled with military ones from all stretches of the galaxy, only further enriching the already wealthy Altaic ecumenopolis. Growing ever stronger, ever smarter, ever brighter, it stretched its planetbound arms to the heavens, with entire strings of Lagrangian point space colonies being built from Mercury to the furthest reaches of the Oort Cloud, far past Jupiter.
However, despite all of this, it was cursed by one limitation. It was merely an interplanetary civilization, not an interstellar one. It subsisted on trade that did not belong to it alone. It had no colonies beyond Sol’s reaches. Like Samarkand on the Silk Road, its fate was inevitably tied with whatever happened on the ends of the route.

1/?

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Welcome old and new players alike, to another Civ thread!

In the last thread, we chose to attack Darkskin and Sandpeople cities, the first one we encounter holds about 2 million guards, and another 10 million people roused from the surrounding caves.

How shall we proceed?
>A. Attempt to Starve them out
>B. Straightforward Attack!
>C. Attempt to infiltrate the city.

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PREVIOUSLY: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?searchall=Starship+Idols

The maglev train ride to Camp Sugar Watkins is rather uneventful. After waking up with quite possibly the worst hangover of your life and having to do your own uniform checks and your own grooming, you had to catch a flight out of Aberdeen to the former South American territories to the Atacama Desert. The Atacama was selected as a training ground for several reasons. One, it’s drier than a nun’s panties over there. Two, it’s surrounded by either the coast or the Mountains so deserters don’t have much chance anyway of leaving. And three, the rough terrain makes it good ground to get ones legs used to moving in a suit.

Though, you didn’t train at Watkins, you hear it’s quite the experience. Certainly different from Arthur Currie if you hear the rumors correctly. And if Dune is training there, then you might as well just slit your wrists and be done with it.

Still, you lay back in your train seat, watching the news, making the time go by. Your own little booth in the car was empty save for you. Cyrano was back at home being taken care of by the cleaning robot (those robots are smarter than people give them credit for) and while you would’ve liked to take him with you, he wasn’t exactly K-9 Corps material.

Still, on the news today was the Prime Minister’s address to the Federation regarding last week’s disaster at Hesperus. “My fellow Citizens and Civilians. It is no secret that last week, the Citizens’ Systems Federation suffered a defeat at the hands of the Pseudo-Arachnids at the planet of Hesperus. Over three-thousand MI personnel were killed, and seven Fleet ships were lost, including the command ship of Admiral Dain Welker who is currently still missing at this time. The Federation Forces have retreated from Hesperus and are now regrouping at Fleet Battlestation Ticonderoga.

“I must remind you all that we are in the midst of a war. We are bound to suffer defeat every once in a while. We cannot live our lives knowing the Federation is invincible. And you must understand that if we are to win this war, then you must take the personal responsibility for those lives that were lost. For if you sit there and think that you need not take the Federal Service just because others do it for you, then perhaps you should reconsider your place in this Federation. We are at war. And the only way we will win this war is together, if we all know our place. So take heart, where there is defeat I am certain we can make victory. We are stronger together, my fellow humans. Stand together, God bless the Federation.”

And yet despite that speech, recruitment figures barely creeped up 1%, and that’s in the Home systems. The Outer Colonies barely do anything except complain and complain about how they aren’t being properly represented. Maybe they’d be properly represented if any of them actually enlisted.

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Alright guys let me know when you are here!

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The king has perished after long months of sickness, his heir is still too young to rule, so the Counsil is taking over the control of the Kingdom.

You are all members of the recently formed Council, a selected group of loyal people chosen by the king himself when he was still alive. Your objective is to rule the Kingdom of Utland as a regency government until the young king is old enough to take his own decisions.

Utland is a small coastal Kingdom, it's population it's mostly conformed by Humans, with a few minorities of elves and dwarves.

>The treasury is almost empty, but it's slowly growing.
>There's a medium port in the capital, it produces a small ammount of gold coins through commerce with other kingdoms (Currently not working, repairs needed).
>There are farmlands to the west, producing just enough food for the kingdom.
>The bridge at the west has collapsed a few years ago.
>There are three mayor guilds in the kingdom, the Wizard's Guild, the Merchant's guild and the Warrior's guild, all of them have been requesting for a long time to have their own academies in the capital (Not enough money to fund them right now).
>The king is almost four years old.

Defensive Allies:
>Echian Kingdom

Friendly:
>Tendalle Republic (Elves, fighting a defensive war against Drendald Kingdom (Elves)

Neutral:
>Drendald Kingdom (Elves)
>Guk'Daral Kingdom (Dwarves)
>Rhayd Empire (Mixture, mostly Humans)

What will your first order be? (You have 1.5 action points to spend)

>A) Build more farms (1 action point).
>B) Send and emissary to a nearby kingdom (which?). (0.5 Action points).
>C) Send a scout to explore new lands (North, South, West or East) (0.5 Action points).
>D) Repair the Port and commerce ships. (1 Action Point)
>E) Repair the west bridge (1 Action point).
>C) Write-in (1 Action Point).

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We are going to attack local nigerian gold mine. Will you aid me in my quest for riches. My plan is to eventually take over iceland so we can have good ice for our mango drinks. AID ME BRUDAH

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Rolls will be taken serially, that is, your orders will go in the map based on the time stamp for each post. So, think before you roll faggots.

>Kingdom
>King Name

Use Google bro, and come up with something realistic.

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Oh shit nigger 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 16 has started and no recap for each tribe has been made.

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