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You are Mysha, and you are a sorceress. That is to say, you are a person who can manipulate reality with magical forces. People like you are a 1 in 10,000 occurrence, but only a tiny minority of those who can, do, after all.

You were born and raised in your father's tower, and you've technically never been outside. Well, the tower is a wizard's tower, after all, and despite being made of stone, there are a number of magical rooms that lead out into little gardens and such, so you have at least experienced nature in some fashion.

Right now though, you're primarily concerned with how hungry you are. Normally your dad or one of his aides comes to deliver you food, but by your count, it's been thirty days since anyone showed up. You're a bit of a glutton, and you've already devoured what supplies remained in storage. You haven't eaten since yesterday - this is an unprecedented crisis.

Last night, you decided that you needed to leave, or you were going to starve. You've already gathered up some things for the trip - your favorite pillow, your favorite blanket, your favorite sleep mask, and of course, your favorite book, a book of magic, or tome that you've enjoyed (largely for the pictures) ever since you were a little girl.

But what kind of tome was it again?

>A. Literature, the magic of words, changing reality by writing notes in the margins of the book called the real world.
>B. Peace, which embodies the ideals of harmony and lack of conflict.
>C. Nobility, spells related to appearance, social status, and superiority over other people.

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Archive (First thread isn't there as it's on a different page. Find it by clicking "Pilot Quest" and scrolling down to July 2016. It's the first entry):
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Pilot%20Quest%201989,
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The first day and a bit of leave were good and bad.

It started bad when you woke up to the news that Miller was being cycled back to the fleet at his request. He knew that he wasn't cut out for being a fighter pilot, TOPGUN was impossible for him, so left to spare the squadron his burden. When you left to head to your San Francisco apartment, there wasn't a replacement.

Your trip to San Francisco was long and arduous. Once again you grabbed a Hilux from the base's motor pool and bribed the guys there with promises of beer. The drive itself was a straight drive down I-5, thanks to the lack of traffic you were able to make it in only 7 hours, making it to your apartment by 14:45. Unfortunately, you weren't able to find your "kiss the cook" apron, but you were able to find you boombox and sneak out of the building when your ex arrived in the lobby.

Which was great now that you think about it, she was clingy as all hell, and the fact that she was still visiting your apartment was more than enough proof.

After that, you left San-Fran as quickly as you could. Not even stopping to grab food, you opted for a burger at a truck stop just off I-5 when you stopped for gas, and again a few hours later for more food and beer. You returned to Miramar at around 22:00 hours, with beer in tow for the guys at the motor pool.

When you woke up the next day, a replacement had been chosen for Miller, a replacement you were happy with. However, an unintended side-effect was a room re-shuffling. All of the arrangements for the beach party had been made, food and drink had been acquired. The location had been chosen and everybody was ready to go. Once again, you bribed the guys in the motor pool in return for a pair of Hiluxes. Leaving just after lunch, you hit a drive-thru on the way to the beach.

You set up on a stretch of golden coastline about 3 hours later. The girls set up their beach towels and umbrellas while you the guys set up the volleyball net and barbecue. As you turned on the boombox, the party started.

>Take a look at what everybody is doing.
>See who's up for volleyball.
>Relax a bit, there's still time and you are still tired from yesterday.
>Make sure that you're ex is nowhere nearby. The chances may be low but you can't shake the feeling that you're being watched.
>Other (write in)

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>Had an idea from another thread, will try a little write-quest out of curiosity to expand and see how people act in the situation.

Your name is Sarah, a 21 year old waitress just trying to get by. You've been having a bad week though. After a bout of sickness from stumbling across (and bringing home) some sort of strange glowing rock in a park while playing Sagemon Start! you just got mugged on the way home from work. It didn't go well however, when the guy held the knife to your throat but it didn't even draw blood, and when you tried to struggle and push free you sent him flying through the brick alley wall.

You're not sure what happened and you ran home afraid, but in the confines of your room you try to make sense of things and end up accidentally bending the frame of your bed.

>tl;dr you suddenly have Superman level powers, what do you do now?

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Made some changes to my Mediterranean map.
Removed the pretty landscape colours because I got sick of them. Removed border bonuses and added gold. Want to see how this works out.

>Name
>Colour
>Location


///Important///
Special rules

Each yellow T on the map is a Gold Stock. Each Gold Stock has 50 Gold.
To get the gold just conquer the T.

Two types of Rolls.
>Normal rolls.
Same as every other game. Roll for Expansion, values are stated on the map.

>Gold Rolls
Please make OP aware you are Rolling for Gold just by saying.
(Last digit)*5 = Gold earned.
e.g. 23546 > 6*5= 30 gold earned.
0=50 gold
dubs / trips = 100 / 200 gold

YOU CAN ONLY DO ONE ROLL PER TURN. PICK ONE.

You can only do 1 gold roll in a row.
If you roll for gold 1 round, you MUST to a normal roll the next round.


Put your bonus and gold Reserves in your name
e.g. +5 Ottoman Empire [250 Gold]

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This is a very sad clown, he forgot his own name, and all he knows is that he's alone and cold... probably due to the fact that he's naked.
First person decides what he does.

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It was a mistake. Remember when you responded to a message board post that said, “Reply to this and you will wake up as a little girl”? No surprise it didn’t work, and thank god because it would’ve been one hell of a thing to explain. So you curse, why did it work when they switched the words “as a little girl” with “inside a game”?

Whoever made this “game” must have undoubtedly crawled out of Satan’s asshole. All they did was slap an interface on real life and made you hallucinate out of your mind. Indistinguishable from a bad trip, NPCs come in all shapes and forms, ranging from an amorphous floating light to your friendly neighborhood skeleton man. Lately, you can’t tell the difference between reality and fantasy. Maybe the system’s getting smarter.

What was the first thing you did? Check your stats obviously. It was shamefully subpar unsurprisingly. No mana, single digit health, Level 1, and every stat was barely above a 0 except for your one saving grace.

>[Strength] As much of a dork you are, you like to keep yourself in shape. +5 to strength and endurance rolls.
>[Dexterity] Years of gaming have honed your reflexes and coordination to a mild degree. +5 to combat and precision rolls.
>[Intelligence] Not born a genius, but you enjoy learning and sharpening your mind. +5 to wisdom and perception rolls.
>[Luck] The goddess of Luck smiles upon you. Actually, it’s more of a smirk.

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Claim a country and please read through the rules

Starting once we hit 5 players

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Oh shit nigger, you're a submarine captain. But in the last episode you lost both your sub and your crew. But luckily, you were brough to the secret undersea lair of your cult leader uncle and he gave you a new sub along with a crew of orcs. Now all you gotta do is head to the dock to meet them.
What do you do?

Previous threads:
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"Who dares challenge me for my title?!" Jany shouts as she struts around the middle of the deathmatch cage, arms up proud as she waited for her challenger.

>who does she fight?

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I want to continue this series:
http://lom678.deviantart.com/gallery/56511548/ZeldaQuest?offset=24

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You are John Jacobs, pilot for hire. Your plane is destroyed and you are staying with John Johnson, a farmer, with your copilot, Nyoco. You currently stand in Johnson's living room, armed with a wrench. Johnson is there too, with his shot gun. A trio of vile looking fellows (pic related) have broken in through the door.

What is our hero to do?

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Eclipsed Moon Quest Episode 134
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You are Mikage Chiba, second year high school student, fifteen years old. You used to be the third woman to carry the mantle of the magical guardian of love and justice known as Sailor Moon, after your mother and older sister. A year and a half ago you had a traumatic experience fighting the corpse of the father of your best friend, struggled victory leaving you thinking you had killed the man you had set out to save and prompting you to abandon your heritage. More than that, the relating emotional collapse lead you to abandoning yourself. Developing disguises and personas to inhabit and do the things you could not in secret, to live while you let yourself wither, you carried on.

Now you know the truth and have been taking measures to put yourself back together, reconnect with old friends, and make new ones. More than that you’ve been doing your best to support your younger sister, Koyomi, as she has become the fourth to carry the title as Sailor New Moon. Both directly and in secret, though now the secrets of your aid are out, and will soon be out to the rest of her young court of Sailor Guardians as well.

Interlude: I am not a clever woman…

Click...

“Bored,” you cough as you navigate your way through text menus beneath shifting faces toward a hopefully lewd outcome.

Click…

“Bored,” you mumble to yourself as your free hand snakes out to the bottle of whatever is nearest to you on your desk.

Click…

“Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooored!” you dryly groan as you slump back into the chair neither satisfied or interested in the point of view animated scene now playing before you.

The movement pulls your headphones free of your ears, letting them land in you blanketed lap with the high pitched cry of lascivious action echoing through their mesh and wire. Pulling the open bottle to your lips, you are given to slow realization that it doesn’t weigh enough and what remains barely trickles into your mouth leaving you as unsatisfied as the ero game you are now decidedly ignoring.

Tossing the bottle behind you, in the general direction of your waste basket, you twitch in annoyance. What the hell is wrong with you right now?

“What the hell,” you grumble with a hoarse and thirsty voice as you abandon the blanket and pull your t-shirt down so it falls beneath your waist.

Truthfully...everything you’ve been doing lately has soured you on a few of your games. Like, most of your crap games are crappier than usual. Good shit and games you’ve loved for years still entertain you, but tonight your gaming has seemed too mechanical. Too much being done by rote. Just going through the motions.

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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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I got about three hours to quest a bit, if it gains some momentum il continue it tommorow

In the distant future, there is only war
And you are a warrior of the imperium, a guardsman, like millions of others trough the galaxy,
and today is your hour of glory or death

but first off, lets get to know you, guardsman
pick your sex, type of homeworld (forge, agri, cathedral, etc), a single advantage and a weakness
and a short physical description

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Anyone here wanting to play Risk, I've started up a thread here:

>>>/pol/83613902
>>>/pol/83613902
>>>/pol/83613902