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Snakecatcher Quest: Thread 106 (Final Thread) 2016-08-07 23:09:12 Post No.452359
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It's the end.
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Naja slowly peels herself off the ground where Zigzag had slammed her. She looks different now, more solid. As if there’s an actual body behind the mask and the robes now instead of just emptiness. That makes sense, you guess. Her Dreaming is gone and until it regenerates that puppet-body is all that is left of her. Her true self pulled forth from the dark and imprisoned in physicality before all of you.
“If I die because of the power of love or friendship or whatever I’m going to be pissed.”
“You might as well give up now Naja,” you say. “You’ve lost.”
You do your best to put on a strong front, the better to cow her with but in truth you are close to collapse yourself. Your body is too broken to move save for the support of your wooden half.
“Yeah,” Naja agrees as she rises to her knees. “Now instead of being a god I’m merely an extremely powerful mortal who’s going to turn back into a god in ten minutes. I really don’t know how I’m going to cope!”
She attempts to get to her feet but stumbles on the way up and lands heavily back on her knees. Pointed boots thrash uselessly in the dirt.
Is this it? Is this the best chance you’re going to get? You’re not sure how you’re going to take advantage of it though. Your body is broken. Your pack and all your potions are gone. You still have the Caster embedded in your false arm but it’s empty.
And what of everyone else? The city around you is a mess, piles of rubble, clingy patches of sticky smoke and dark spires blocking your vision. You know Hiss is...somewhere. Aqua is sitting beside you still with her legs snapped nearly in half. She looks like she’s about to pass out any moment now. Zigzag is sitting just to the side of Naja with Orange still clinging to her. Orange, who Naja had turned into a…
“Hey! I’m back to normal!”
Orange pats himself down, orange scales rippling across his body. Zigzag pats him as well, more out of misplaced affection and a desire to be involved than any real understanding of what you had all just been through.
“What about you Aqua?”
Aqua just groans and for good reason. The injuries that Naja inflicted upon you and her don’t seem to be evaporating any time soon. But still, Orange’s condition gives you hope. With the Dreaming gone, Naja’s pointless cruelties have become impermanent.
You’re still a little shocked with how quickly it had all happened. Zigzag’s arrival had been like a miracle, like an answer to a prayer. Which it had been, just not in the way you had intended.
Naja just grunts, one gloved hand tightening around the cobblestones beneath her until they crack.
“It’s not going to be that easy.”
>Do your best to rush her now while she’s still down!
>Wake Aqua up, she needs to get back into her true shape so she can carry you.
>You need to find Hiss.
>Your cauldron and equipment should be scattered around here somewhere.
>Make sure everyone is alright first.
>Other
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>Your cauldron and equipment should be scattered around here somewhere.
Fuck, I guess that means Tanni lost her venom too
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>>Your cauldron and equipment should be scattered around here somewhere.
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Pilot Quest 1989: Thread 7, Back to the Fighters 2016-08-08 22:14:21 Post No.455542
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"What have we got Zeus?" You ask your ever-suffering RIO as the pair of you walk into the hanger where your Tomcat sat, the ground crew scrambled to finish the aircraft's pre-flight equipment checks. Even though you knew that they were good at their jobs and had already made sure that the 'cat was in great shape. You would still perform your walk around like usual.
"Same as Hop-10. Multiple bandits, most likely flying either A-4s or F-16s. Possibly F-15s or hornets too" Zeus said as the pair of you reached your 'cat.
"You're loaded clean sir." Your crew chief said as the pair of you stopped in front of him. "All you've got is a pair of tanks and a data pod."
You nodded in response and begun your walk around. As every time since Hop-1, you found nothing wrong visually. This ritualistic dance was the one performed by every military pilot, regardless of service.
Flight ops had begun just 5 days ago. Each day you and every other pilot would fly 2 combat flights. Even though a few crews were complaining about the strain of 2 combat flights per day, there was talk about the number of flights being increased to 3 per day.
However, you were fine with the current rhythm. In fact, things had been going well for you since the start of flight-ops. You had managed to talk to Dredd and CINPAC about keeping your ex off-base, and she had been added to the base's black-list. You hadn't received any letters from her so part of you hoped that she had finally got the memo.
But you knew better than that. She was likely just waiting for you to respond.
"So, who are we going up with?" You asked Zeus as you checked the jet's tail. The nozzles were blackened by carbon buildup from prolonged use of the jet's afterburners.
Score-wise, you were in joint 2nd on the leader-board. Dredd was leading with a 1 point difference while you and Slider were tied. Kay was in 3rd while Scorpion was in 4th.
You climbed into the jet's cockpit and began startup procedures, bringing the engines online one at a time as the ground crew cleared out.
"Who are we going up with Zeus?" You asked as you closed the canopy, sealing you and Zeus inside your bird.
"Kay's heading up with us." Zeus responded over the jet's internal comms. Co-insidently, Kay's Jet taxied past your hanger as he reported, not looking up from his station.
This would be interesting. You'd flown with almost everyone in your unit, the only exceptions were Kay and Durendal. And from what you had heard from Sudo, Kay flew aggressively.
>CONT
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As you pulled out of the hanger, Kay started talking.
"Freelancer 4-2 to Freelancer 2-1. Good to be flying with you Razor."
"Likewise Kay." You responded as Kay turned onto the runway, pausing to let you catch up.
"How do you want to play this Razor?" Kay asked as you pulled up next to her.
>"I'll lead. I have the most experience."
>"You lead. Might as well change things up."
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>"You lead. Might as well change things up."
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>>"You lead. Might as well change things up."
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RE: Animated Quest 13 2016-08-07 22:23:34 Post No.452231
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“Hehehehe…” a deep voice booms in the void, like war drums sounding an advance. “Perhaps you weren’t such a bad decision after all!”
Oh dear.
Seems you’ve overdone it once again and as a consequence have once more found yourself floating in the liquid abyss between worlds. More specifically, you find yourself in the antechamber of the gods Lothri and Gyold. Yet, once more, despite such a prestigious host, you’re tempted to just lie there for a good long while and let their words and the world pass you by. Perhaps it simply feels too right, to be so close to what you had left behind, just lying still in a place of spiritual rest.
Funny how it was only here the weight of the world you’d been thrust back into seems to affect you, the weariness of countless sleepless nights making themselves known, singing in chorus with the bruises of constant battle where bones and steel had shattered only to be forced back together with the sheer might of your resolve and shattered again against the next foe. Such was the road you had chosen.
For you are Lee: bard, lover, fighter, more recently numbered among the walking dead, and self-styled spirit of vengeance. And in the course of pursuing that profession, you have been nothing if not thoroughly bound to your word. Whether it was saving a young mother from near certain death at the hands of misguided priests, breaking the back of a ring of slavers, or convincing a manticore there were still things left to live for in this world after mutually beating each other to a bloody pulp, you had seldom found yourself wanting for things to do in the death-defying thrill ride that had become your second shot at existence, and it wasn’t about to end here.
Cognizant of that fact and still uncertain of how much time in one location meant in another, you will yourself once more to your feet, taking on physical form in the empty void to once more stand before your unlikely sponsors. The gaze of the blue-eyed Lothri, boyish and beautiful, remains unchanged as he gazes down upon you from his gilded throne, and Gyold, his brother of blood and iron, still glares at you from his own twisted counterpart, though you notice a mirth in his expression this time that was absent before.
“A pleasure to see you again, Lee,” Lothri offers as with a wave of his hands, you feel the weariness of your form cast away like mist in a morning breeze.
“And a pleasant surprise to see you have not been sitting on your ass and squandering your title in the in-between,” Gyold remarks. “Giant beasts, the champions of other gods, slavers, and foul spirits, and here I thought bards were only good as sheathes for one form of blade or another. Hehehe. To see one such as yourself already fit for advancement, it’s…. surprising, to say the least.”
> Did Gyold just make a bawdy joke? That aside, what do you say, do?
> [] Advancement?
> [] Ask/Say something else
> [] Other
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>[] Advancement?
The mystery is real OP, also, welcome back.
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>> [] Advancement?
>> [] Ask/Say something else
We took out another god's champion?
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Welcome to RE: Animated Quest. For those dropping in for the first time, welcome to the tales of Lee Townsend, a re-animated skeletal bard on a personal quest to do some good and tie up loose ends in his inexplicably extended time on earth.
The backlog can be found here:
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best quest
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in a world of pure darkness a man is lost
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He holds out his hands before him, feeling around for anything he can touch.
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Hero Guardian Quest #14 2016-08-07 20:03:41 Post No.451871
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The world was once ours and we shared it equally. The forest was our domain and it stretched between all four corners of the world. We lived in peace and upheld the balance. There was death, but no suffering. It was all part of the circle of life. However, all that changed when the creatures with the Red Flower came to this world. Humans, the Guardians called them. They came in the night and burned down our forests, killed our guardians, raped and pillaged our lands. There was no end to their crusade against us and no reason behind their cruelty.
We, the creatures of the forest, were brought close to extinction before our salvation came: The World Tree, the center and the roots of our Forest that once spanned the world, called us all back to it. Within its borders the last Guardian, the Great Horned Owl Kafuu, placed three barrier spells that would keep the Red Flower out and whoever wielded it. Before he fell into a deep slumber from which there would be no awakening, he placed the new role of Guardianship upon the red-eyed Awoo Race. They would guard this new forest realm behind walls of magic until the end of time.
After three centuries of peace, the first of the three barriers were broken and we received a grim reminder that the Humans will not stop until all Creatures of the Forest lie dead.
You are Lin, a 17 year old Awoo girl and despite the hardships and failures you’ve endured so far, your dream is still to become the Strongest Guardian and assuming the mantle of the Hero that will save the Forest Realm and all those who live beneath the World Tree!
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>Combat: [+++]
>Social: [+]
>Knowledge: [++]
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>[Childish Energy]: You have an unusual amount of stamina and don't get tired easily from physical activities.
>[You Control It]: In a moment of great fear, you persevered without your Guardian Blade. Your mind can now endure more. +1 on the dice for Sanity Checks.
>[Inner Wolf]: The Ancestral White Wolf within you has awakened and you’ve gained a portion of the speed it was known for. +1 on the dice when performing a Reflex/Agility Save.
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>[Berserker Mode]: You may trigger this state to activate your rapid regeneration ability given to you by your inner wolf, but the longer you stay in it, the steeper the price becomes for using it. It lasts until all external and internal wounds have been healed and after it’s been used, it takes at least an hour before you may use it again. [The Price]: Every time you use this ability, your resistance to the Red Flower within you grows weaker, allowing it to eventually assume control of you.
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Last Time on Hero Guardian Quest:
Lin took a stroll through the village, spoke with Heim and confirmed that he’s leaving Team 2, putting the final nail in the coffin for your team.
After that, you made sure to resupply and made your way over to the training area where you encounter Chao and entered a ring with him to duel. In the midst of the duel a strange, pale Awoo entered the fight, introducing herself as Yu. It turns out she has a rare power that only Guardians of Old used to possess: Balance Ability. Lin and Chao decided to go ask Chen’dao with Yu about these Balance Abilities. The officer offered what little he knew of it and claimed these abilities are near extinct, with Yu being the first case in 250 years.
After talking with Chen’dao and sitting down to eat, Chao left the table, but Lin was determined to finally find out what Chao was up to in the forest. She and Yu uncovered the truth and it triggered a fight between the three that ended with Lin’s victory after Yu maimed her and she used her Berserker Mode and lost control to something fierce within her.
With Chao down and Yu unconscious from Lin’s unrestrained fury, the former Captain fell unconscious as well.
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Through the illuminated shadows, you limp down the dirt road past alongside the burning houses, the withering flowers, and the broken bodies of men and Awoo alike. The Red Flower lights up the area around you, but from within its flames you hear nothing but screams dreaming for a release. For death to soften their torn hearts. Your left foot meet the hard embrace of wood beneath you as your footless right leg is limping behind, leaving a trail of blood. Both arms are broken, yet you feel no pain. They hang uselessly at your sides.
In the distance you hear the soft cry that echoes above the countless screams around you. It’s a little girl, shouting for her mommy and for someone to help her. Bounding around the corner of a burning tower, you spot a shadow at the end of the dirt road, upon a rocky ledge, holding the little human girl by her throat over the cliff. The shadow looks back at you, its crimson eyes tearing up as the red mist pours through its body, consuming the shadow that resembled a man before it drops the little girl off the ledge.
Sedgewick! You hear someone scream next to you!
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You wake up with voiceless scream, cold sweat covering your body. The room you’re in is wooden, traditional, and the bed you lie in is of soft leaves. To your side, you spot Chao sitting on his knees by your bedside, sleeping in a rough position. At the end of your bed, leaning on a stump, is your Guardian Blade. No one else is in the room.
>Wake Chao up.
>Get your Guardian Blade.
>Leave the room.
>Go back to sleep.
>Write-in.
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>>451906
>Get your Guardian Blade.
Gotta be prepared in case Yu jumps us again.
>Wake Chao up.
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Tales of Creation - An Exalted Quest 2016-08-07 18:04:42 Post No.451584
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Ages ago, the world was ruled by semi-divine
beings known as the Exalted. Though born mortal, each of them was talented even prior to their ascension, completing some act which earned them a shard of power from one of Creation’s most powerful gods, the Celestial Incarnae. The brightest among them were the Solars, great heroes of unrivaled talent who received their powers from the Unconquered Sun. Below them were the Lunars, their most loyal lieutenants. Shapeshifters who gained their powers from Luna, they stood beside their Solar kings through trial and tribulation. Beside the Lunars were the Sidereals, agents of Fate selected by the Five Maidens; Mercury, Venus, Mars, Jupiter, or Saturn. Below them all were the Dragonblooded, the soldiers of the Solar Deliberative, and the only Exalted to receive their powers hereditarily rather than through some great act.
For many years, the Solars ruled over Creation. But then, things began to change. The Celestial Incarnae became distant, oblivious to the happenings of Creation. Then, over time, the Solars fell further and further into vice, no long benevolent rulers but twisted tyrants. Eventually, they were overthrown by the Dragonblooded aided by the Sidereals. The Solars were killed to the last, and the sources of their power, the Solar Shards, were captured so that the may not select a new incarnation. The Lunars were chased to the very edge of Creation, and the Sidereals erased themselves from Fate, forcing all of Creation to forget their existence. The Dragonblooded became the new kings of Creation, and formed a religion known as the Immaculate Faith, which extolled the virtues of the Dragonblooded and falsely declared all other Exalted to be Anathema, powerful demons which possess the unvirtuous.
Thousands have years have passed since the Usurpation, and Creation is in a crisis. The Dragonblooded empire, the Realm, has lost it’s empress, leaving it on the brink of civil war. Powerful ghosts have returned to Creation, seeking to end all life and draw Creation into Oblivion. Demonic cults call on beings of ancient power to raze Creation to it’s very foundation. New, mysterious Exalts which seem to be corrupt mirrors of the Solars of old have been seen, causing mayhem all across Creation. And in this time of crisis, the Solars begin to return, their shards accidentally released back into Creation. Their return heralds a mixture of hope and despair, equally capable of saving or condemning Creation. Hunted by the Realm, these fledgling Solars seek to strike out into the world and make a change, while simultaneously hiding from the far-reaching eye of the Realm.
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You are one such person. You are Victorious River, or at least, that’s what you’ve been calling yourself lately; River for short. Threshold Names always sounded strange to you, but the locals haven’t raised an eyebrow so to them you suppose it must sound normal enough. You are not from the Threshold, the areas of Creation not ruled by the Realm, no. You come from the Blessed Isle, the home of the Realm, centered around the Elemental Pole of Earth. It seems like so many years have passed since you last saw your birthplace, but in truth it has only been three months since the change. Since you became a Solar, or Anathema as your peers would say. You’ve been living in the East ever since, wandering from place to place in the Scavenger Lands, unable to return home. You remember the day it happened almost perfectly; blood staining your clothes, you reached for the cool river water to clean your face when you saw it; that golden sigil on your reflection’s forehead, forever marking you as a…
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>Dawn caste - The unrivaled warriors of the sun, experts in all things martial. Combat is your area of expertise, from large-scale battles to one-on-one duels. Your enemies quake in fear at the coming of the Dawn, those who do not flee are crushed beneath you and your armies. Even the most terrifying supernatural horrors shudder at the sight of Creation’s mightiest warriors.
>Zenith caste - The priest-kings of their patron, the Unconquered Sun. You may or may not pray to him, but your actions are their own method of worship, your greatness a testament to the one who granted you your powers. Your passion is your strength, your values are inviolable and you would risk life and limb for those you care for. Your body reflects your mental fortitude, making you strong enough to uproot trees and tough enough that your enemies swords seem to strike solid iron. When you speak, men are moved to tears, and gladly rally to your cause. Though the Solar Deliberative has passed, the Zenith are undeniably regal, being the rightful kings of all Creation.
>Twilight caste - Your knowledge is vast, nearly limitless. What you do not know, you need only the will to learn. You understand many of Creation’s secrets, from mundane to arcane, and it’s essence obeys your whims. In the First Age, the Twilights were capable of arcane feats which could rewrite the natural laws of Creation, perhaps in time you will learn to do the same.
>Night caste - Once the spies and assassins of the Solar Deliberative, the Night caste are masters of the subtly. The eyes of your enemies never find you, they may not even realize they have been slain for minutes after their throats have been cut. No lock can deny you, no purse cannot be stolen. You are nimble as the wind, capable of evading blows and then fleeing into the night. Your enemies sleep with one eye open, knowing that they should fear the Night.
>Eclipse caste - The explorers and diplomats of the Solars. By ship or by horse, you are a master of travel. You easily navigate the many pitfalls of court and bureaucracy, even in lands you have never visited before. Your silver tongue brings bloody feuds to peaceful accords, your honeyed words earning you countless friends. You navigate the supernatural courts of even the most hateful and wretched of spirits, as none would risk the wrath of heaven for wrongly killing one of it’s ambassadors. The eclipse brings all of the celestial bodies together in harmony, and likewise, you bring harmony to Creation wherever you go.
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>>Night caste - Once the spies and assassins of the Solar Deliberative, the Night caste are masters of the subtly. The eyes of your enemies never find you, they may not even realize they have been slain for minutes after their throats have been cut. No lock can deny you, no purse cannot be stolen. You are nimble as the wind, capable of evading blows and then fleeing into the night. Your enemies sleep with one eye open, knowing that they should fear the Night.
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Der Krieg VIII: SLEEPLESS IN SUDETENLAND 2016-08-08 15:29:01 Post No.454109
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You are the ruling coalition of parties in the new Kingdom of Germany. Although the scourge of fascism has been driven away from the world, peace in Europe is still some way away. War is upon Germany, and it is up to you to lead the nation to victory against the Czechs, Slovaks, Germans and other peoples of Czechoslovakia.
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Czechoslovakia is a tough nut to crack. All along the border, a series of forts protect the country from invasion by foreign powers. Combined with the tall mountain ranges of the Sudetes and Carpathians the country is nigh impregnable as long as it can muster enough men to occupy its forts.
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Good thing I checked the catalog. Well ask for help from our allies. Even if they don't agree to help, have our soldiers surround the country from Germany's and Hungary's borders.
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>>454114
Do we have nerve gas yet?
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The story so far:
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Write down what happened in your diary. Order take out and do some upper body workouts.
Wreathed in smoke, a green dragon has alighted on the thatched roof of the house opposite your tavern. Belching flame, it seems to be selecting the choicest morsel from a humanoid buffet. What do you do?
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>Dubs are critical hits, trips are crits with plot-relevant benefits. Anything ending in 0 is bad, 00 is a critical fail.
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Seduce the dragon
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>>455325
Smack it on the head with my stick.
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>>455325
"Oh lord!!! The Dragon!!!!" While running around like headless chicken.
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Yankii Reform Quest 1: ReBoot 2016-08-08 16:00:52 Post No.454161
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You can't quite remember how you got wrapped up in this situation, but here it stands before you. You can however remember that you've been a fighter and delinquent ever since you were a little bastard. You remember that you were riding a train not too long ago, and that you were with somebody. Everything is fuzzy.
"Who the fuck do you think you is?!" A slouching teen screams in your face as he pushes against your chest. His sunglasses glint in the morning sun in a manner similar to his black, thickly, gelled back hair. He sneers and points his nose skywards as he huffs in frustration. "Little fucker... This is Smile Town Turf!"
"Yeah! S-C-R-A-M kiddo!" A shorter boy with a bucktoothed smile says from behind the first. He lifts up an arm to shoo you away. His sleeves and jacket in general are at least two sizes too small for the buzzcut, baggy-eyed cretin... it's what's around his other arm that concerns you.
"Chitose!" A young girl with short, pigtailed brown hair screams a name. -Your- name. Tears well up in her eyes, overflowing with fear and terror within them. The shorter punk before you is tightly holding her wrist, and a third, more silent teen with a shaved head is holding a knife to neck. She's screaming your name because she's your sister Mimi. Mimi Sonohara. "Help me!"
She was the girl you came here with by train. You two were escaping a fate even worse than this, but this situation is still bullshit. You vaguely remember a second girl who wasn't your sister, but it's too fuzzy and non-important from this to remember. They've got your sister!
The larger boy with a shaved head and a surgical mask covering his mouth merely flashes the blade before her eyes to silence her. While he does so, his beady brown eyes are locked onto yours. DARING you to come forward. DARING you to make a move.
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"Yeah, whatever kid." The 'leader' with the sunglasses slings a lead pipe over his shoulder and gives you the shittiest-faced sneer a human... SUBhuman could ever make as he motions with his head for his 'crew' to get a move on. "This's yer fault for bumpin' into me. You don't look like a local, so I'se let'chu off easy."
He turns to walk away and his two lackies turn to do the same, tough the larger brute with the knife keeps his eyes on you as he turns. Your sister is sobbing and trying to keep as silent as possible as the shorter boy laughs at her plight.
Trash. Scum. Shit.
You cannot move... you don't quite know why...
You cannot speak... Your voice simply won't come...
Every fiber in your body tries to compel you forward or to scream out at those punks who ran off with Mimi.
You look down to your feet to see why they won't move, and you see a pool of black goo entraping your legs like tar. It ripples where it connects with your body. Nothing you do seems to make it any easier to move.
Looking back up, you figure if there was a sign, post, or SOMETHING else nearby you could grab onto you could-... Nothing. When you look up, you see nothing. Everything is as black as the area around your legs with the exception of three silver objects. One directly in front of you, and two spaced apart and to your back.
They're mirrors.
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2016-08-08 16:05:29
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You can see that your legs are no longer trapped in the one up ahead. The look on your face is obscenely calm and irritated rather than the worry you're feeling right now however. Your reflection's red eyes glare back at you like they're daring you to take a step forward. In the reflection you can see that you're wearing your usual clothes; red button-up shirt, black pants, red & white sneakers, and your jacket like a cloak. The only difference between the reflection and yourself is that it's wearing a pair of fingerless leather gloves with studs on the knuckles and... a single horn jutting out from his forehead. Looking more clearly at it, his eyes are glowing rather then gleaming.
You turn around to look at the other two mirrors and see that they too have differences.
The next reflection is that of you wearing your jacket normally, wearing pointy sunglasses, and with a pair of... what look like armored gloves. Gauntlets? That version of you stands tall with a straight back and exudes an air of certainty.
The last is you wearing your jacket around your waist with the sleeves tied together at your waist. His hair is free, however; unlike your own or the other two reflections he doesn't sport a long ponytail. His hands are bare other than what seem like a pair of tattoos located in his palms and... seems to be floating an inch or two off of the ground. He's smirking and exudes a feeling of confidence.
All three mirrors call out to you like passageways. Three doors into the unknown, but possibly back to your sister and her captors.
"YOU are scum. YOU are trash. YOU are shit."
An unfamiliar voice calls out from the blackness. It echoes inside your head and ears all at once. It is powerful, deep, and smooth. The sounds make you grunt in discomfort and cover your ears, but you still here it all the same.
Grunt?
You feel the muscles of your throat free up.
A simple pair of grunts and humming clarifies that you're able to talk once more.
>Talk back to the voice [What do you say?]
>Ignore it and investigate the three mirrors more closely. [Most everything has already been disclosed, but more minor differences remain]
>Attempt to push past everything and try to escape through the ambiguous darkness.
>Time is of the essence. Choose a 'passageway' and try to run through it! [Choose which one.]
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>>Attempt to push past everything and try to escape through the ambiguous darkness.
Chitose? Isn't that a girl's name?
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You are Peter Hornberg. You entered a Virtual Reality game called ‘Legends of Zeltanna’ from which you are now trying to escape (kind of).
Last time on SiRPG:
After escaping Duke Arthur, you and Ben reconciled and met up with John. There was a short scuffle with some of the Duke's goons which was resolved with a bit of necromancy/golemancy. You gained a new ally: Wulf, a captain in the Duke's militia who turned renegade and joined your side. With an ingenious ploy involving wingmail and recall stones, you managed to teleport you and your party to Cawold Patoon, the Floating Citadel. After a quick face-to-face (er, kind of) with King Phil, it looks like King Phil is going to be more trouble than you thought.Because the "summary" is now getting long I'm changing the format to just summarize the last thread
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The conversation with King Phil, if it could be called that, didn't go very well. You pace the room while John and Ben relax on the divans, taking off their shoes to soak their feet on the water. At least he didn't straight up kill you, that's a start. That most likely means he won't kill you at all...or that he's just fickle. He did leave the recall stone though, you could just chuck it out the window, into the desert below, and escape that way. But...you came all this way, and he's one of the oldest and most knowledgeable players in the game. You can at least see what he has to say. Right?
>Chuck the recall stone out the window just in case
>Keep the recall stone on your person
>Write-in
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>>Keep the recall stone on your person
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>>451760
>Keep the recall stone inside Bens Anus
OP, you abandoned your Loyal players again man.
You can make it up to us with constant high quality updates :^)
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, and hordes of civilized demons in your travels. You're currently facing off against a nightmare known as Anabelle alongside a powerful demon greaser known as Louie.
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You will never have a healthy relationship with a succubus and that makes you very sad, Anabelle seems to notice and looks over at you while she attacks Louie.
>YOU SEEM SAD...IS IT BECAUSE OF ME?...GOOD...I'LL MAKE YOU EVEN MORE SAD AFTER I TAKE CARE OF LOUIE...
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>>451506
Oops, there was another thing before that. Sorry, my tablet screwed up and I had to reset my laptop, so I saved the OP and the story in the same .txt file. That kind of fucked me up.
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You tell Louie that his plan had better not involve throwing Anabelle into the same portal as you, he grins as he fends off more attacks.
>Nah, of course not! I'm gonna throw ya' into two different portals! Now get up onto the roof!
Louie points at you and you suddenly find yourself on top of the club's roof. Louie blasts out of a metal trap door while surrounded by fire, melting it through. Anabelle joins the two of you rather quickly through teleportation.
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"Yay your back hope this thread wont auto sage"
Spit in anabelles face hoping it will distract her
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Marvel Comics Quest: Spider-Man 2016-08-09 22:33:30 Post No.458888
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Welcome, true believers! To the tale of a man, a young man by the name of Peter Parker, but before we can begin our tale I must ask you one thing.
Who Is Peter Parker?
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>Who Is Peter Parker?
The Evil Peter! Since getting his power, he stole, robbed, pranked and otherwise was a menace to society!
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please if the kind viewers would please roll me 1d20 I will need 6 rolls
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Peter Parker is all of us. He's that regular teenager who found himself saddled with great power, and in time came to learn that with great power comes something or other.
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Civ thread Another beginning Thread #9 2016-08-07 18:03:13 Post No.451580
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Sorry lads I couldn't do the Civ thread yesterday, however welcome old and new players alike to thread number 9 of this civ thread!
>Population: 62,714,832 (29,999,790 are females)(29,714,958 are males).
>Slaves: 2,828,000 females(3,000 sandpeople, 3,925,000 females), 2,501,000 males (1,000 anglo, 2,500,000 males.)
>Agriculture/Food: 7/10
>Resources: 6/10
>Infrastructure: 7/10
>Army strength (In relation to the world): 9/10
>Manufacturing:9/10
>Trade and services:9/10
>Treasury:7/10
>Political stability: 8/10
>Housing:7/10
>Navy: 10/10
>Morale: 10/10
>Quality of Life: 9/10
>Gender Roles: Tier 3 (0% towards Tier 4) Patriarchy, Females are very submissive to males
>A.Food production & population growth
>B.Culture & religion
>C.Construction
>D.Military
>E.Government & laws
>F.Exploration & colonization
>G.Research & development (Little effect)
>H. research Magic
>I. Diplomacy and War
>J. Improve Economy
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>>A.Food production & population growth
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Bumping for more people
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>>451580
>>C.Construction
We need resources it's 6/10
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Whirlpool Quest - Thread 13 2016-08-07 07:19:21 Post No.450659
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2016-08-07 07:19:21
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Majestic Twelve Edition
You are Subject 108, a.k.a. Whirlpool. You are equipped with state-of-the-art technologies from a reclusive civilization that has mastered spatial distortion. You tend to suffer occasional lapses in memory, emotion and judgement from shifting hormonal imbalances due to a congenital anomaly. You have been sent to the feral planet known as Cymbio IV for a simple task: fetching water, but you are sidetracked by an adventure of your own making.
>Twitter: @guardtemp
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>Notice: You can roll 1d6 to influence your current situation akin to Roll to Dodge. Roll wisely.
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Your group managed to subdue Vector, a former paramilitary operative equipped with a personal cloaking device. He was successfully interrogated into revealing certain information about the Management District, primarily its location and known attributes about the sole leader. You then recruit him, and Havelyn, into your group as their combat experience might be needed. On the way to the Consumer District, where a fire had reportedly broke out, Caffeine was sent to the Transportation District to gather the rest as well as reinforce them in case of problems. Eventually you reached a burnt-down grocery store, with no signs of any firemen. After some fruitless searching, you moved on to the nearest Fire Control District where sounds of implied violence prompted drastic measures. Inside, you found Halon, the District Head, and an office lady named Cassandra "Cassie-D" Davis who was shot with multiple crossbow bolts. According to Vector, she is an arms supplier of sorts and she had no choice to cooperate due to injuries. Upon the arrival of paramedics, she implores you to look after an individual named Nikki. While Halon was replacing his suit, you deliberated with the group about Petroleum's intentions.
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Immediately after the first two sentences, Cassie-D glares at you hoping to get her point across.
>"Don't you get it? Interfering -was- what we've been trying to do! Petroleum found it suspicious when the District Heads begun grouping together. He sent us all over to try and break it up before anything else happens. Honestly I don't think I'm cut out of the job but he sounded...pretty desperate."
Errai agrees, pointing out how after encountering Havelyn, mayhem became notably more frequent that before. She also hypothesizes that the events were orchestrated to maintain the status quo, either that or avoiding any danger to Petroleum's position. The office lady sighs, realizing that it's futile to continue resisting. You continue your proposal, after which she nods in solemn acceptance.
>"If you ever see a little hooded girl, that's Nikki. She's a bit of a scoundrel but that's only because of her upbringing. Please...take care of her."
Almost on cue, two paramedics arrive through the doorway. They lift her up onto a stretcher outside, along with two more paramedics. Her egregiously-long ponytail is trailing behind her.
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2016-08-07 07:22:20
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>So anyways, how it do Halon? He looks kinda beat up. As long as there's not any pressing matters, we should explain what's up to him.
You tell Halon that you need help and explain the situation adequately.
>"I see, and whatever is happening is trying to stop that. I'm sorry I didn't know earlier, people say that they're just jealous cavemen or something. Turns out there's a story behind them. I'll try to make it up to you...once I switch to my backup uniform."
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>Have a policeman escort Cassie-D to their destination, to make sure there is no further mischief
The only policeman around appears to be Aramid. While he's willing to escort her, the fact that she's riddled with crossbow bolts makes it unnecessary. Halon sends one of his firemen in his stead, aware that losing Aramid might be costly. The head fireman then walks towards one of the rooms to replace his uniform.
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>Speculate with the others on why Petroleum didn't want to have the district heads to gather together. Maybe because he doesn't want them organizing an uprising.
The rest of you discuss on the recent happenings. Errai expresses concern over the others in the Transport District. Aramid says that we have a legitimate reason for this 'uprising'. Nicotine casually points out the contrast this adventure has over her daily routine. Vector agrees with Errai, it's likely that one or two individuals will be sent to intercept the other District Heads.
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>>450665
Who else do we have left to assemble? Maybe we can ring them up, since they should have phones. Warn them about impending danger or sabotage.