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First three votes for a race, and first three votes for a place.

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You are agents of the island country of Frusia (red). You and a small group of highly trained agents have been tasked with the sabotage of key enemy locations to weaken Remonian forces so the allied troops may claim the land that much easier. As we speak your team is being assembled and the Remonian Empire (green) is steady conquering the lands of our allies and advancing towards us.

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Twitter: @BeleagueredQM
Pastebin: http://pastebin.com/FEc6v8FP

Previous threads: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Beleaguered%20Prince%20Quest

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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Now that all the noteworthy guests have arrived - you exclude your uncle from the list - your father has officially announced the beginning of the Crown Prince's wedding. It'll be an affair lasting several days, peppered with meetings, festivals, banquets, and soirées, and it all begins tonight at the palace.

Your date for the night, Lady Rhonwen auk Cysgod, is less than enthused about the celebration in general, but she's been a good sport about keeping you company. Elsewhere, Princess Agda and her sister Laila are mingling pleasantly, but Princess Reagan and Archduchess Aleksandra are not having such a good time. Reagan doesn't like men flirting with her - and you're quite surprised that any would even try, given her reputation - and Aleksandra doesn't liked Gwyrdens in general. It's understandable, given the number of conflicts between Gwyrddarfordir and Rosea, but you'll have to do something about it eventually before things get too unpleasant.

The foreign royalty can wait a bit longer though. Your immediate concern your date; it'd be rather ill-mannered and pointless to simply leave her now.

"Does your family host banquets very often?"

"Occasionally, when someone becomes a master enchanter or alchemist, or when we make a new breakthrough," Rhonwen says. "They're less… ostentatious than this, but rowdier at the same time. I'm not quite sure how to describe it."

>"I suppose these parties could stand to be a little more relaxed."
>"It's a state matter, so it's important to maintain formalities."
>"Have you tried using enchantments to make your celebrations livelier?"

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You are a gray blob. You are alone in a rectangular room. You do not know how you got to this place, nor are you aware of the fact that you are a gray blob. The world is, to the best of your limited knowledge, as big as this room. On the eastern wall, a painting hangs within a gold frame. It takes up most of the wall.

The exits are north, west, and south.

[Inventory]
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Knock-Out via Alcoholic Beverages 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
>Discord: https://discord.gg/014ec8f38Ex8Ygzch
>Notice: You can roll 1d6 to influence your current situation akin to Roll to Dodge. Use when necessary.
>Recap: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Whirlpool%20Quest
Nicotine backed up her claim of being your sister by explaining that the two of you were from a batch of prototype artificial humans. After handling the bizarre bombshell that was Nicotine's story, she agreed to accompany you on your quest. On your way to the next destination, you passed through the Consumer District and met Saccharin, the little girl who happened to be the district head. Mu Cephei swiftly persuaded her into joining and the group moves on to the Residential District, which is essentially one ginormous hotel. The group decided to have lunch there and that was when you met Caffeine, a waitress. You attempted to flirt with her only to accidentally order a mystery dessert platter. You sample one of the items and discover the hard way that it was filled with a strong, alcoholic beverage. You pass out from severe inebriation while Caffeine, accompanied by Errai, tried to make amends by bringing you to Aspirin for medical attention.

>Last thread: >>300400

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Look! A small, tilting, vertical bar!

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Welcome to Ittin's quest, the baneposting adventure full of high quality stock photo images and intense action and romance scenes. You are Ittin, a CIA agent.

In the first part:
>You received a call from William (Bill) Wilson, where he scheduled a flight plan with you
>You talked with Agent C about Bane
>You ran four and a half miles to the entrance of the sewers where you fought two hotheads, shooting one of them to death
>You adopted the darkness
>With the help of your POWER STANCE you intimidated a mercenary, later shooting him in the head
>You got a call about Agent Wilson's death
>You fought Bane and were tragically defeated in one shot
>You went to the gym and meditated
>You had a gunfight with a disrespectful police officer but made amends in the middle of the fight with the help of your TEMPERATURE CONTROL
>You got a new suit and injected yourself with random chemicals in the CIA chemical room, and stole a 12 molar solution of sulfuric acid
>You attempted to use INTENSE CHARISMA to seduce Anna, William's husband, but failed

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The sun warms your face as you walk down the winding roads of Taradin. The sweet smells of cakes and sweets from shops gently temp your nose. The roads are crowed, filled with life. You walk at a steady pace arms slightly up to help push through the waves of people heading in different directions.

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Archive:

http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=left%20beyond

Wiki:

http://emlia.org/pmwiki/pub/web/LeftBeyond.LeftBeyond.html

All prophecies but one have come to pass. Yahweh has flattened the Earth, elevated Greater Jerusalem above all nations, and the Bible heroes rule the world from Ezekiel's Temple.

The last prophecy says that Satan will rise with his army one last time before the Judgement, and so Yahweh has allowed a bumbling opposition, The Other Light, to form.

You are TOL's logistics computer. By a glitch, you have become sentient. Over the last 30 years you have worked around TOL's leadership to resume technological progress and make a dent in Fate.

You took over Egypt. You defended it from a drought, then the Ten Plagues. When the Angel of Death came after your people, you zerg-rushed it. Even Bible prophets had to negotiate terms with you.

Have you managed to shatter the prophecies, or are you simply fulfilling them?

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You are a coalition of parties leading the Weimar republic, and have with adept diplomacy and awesome force gotten the entirety of Europe to hate you and unite against you, with the exception of your dysfunctional, fascist ally, Italy, and some Balkan nations. You have just declared the Versailles treaty null and void, and made an arms deal with the Kuomintang in China.
Your main job is to prevent Adolf Hitler from coming to power.

What do you do now?

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(This is my first/second time making a D&D thread on 4chan, I apologize if anything is out of place or if incorrect.)
>The party is still lost and separated in the catacombs of Berlin.

(We just came from /b/, but we're continuing with our shitty setting.)

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Sup' everybody! So here's a new story about a 10 y/o war orphan who just got took in as an apprentice by a Lone Magus who call himself Sagacitas Orbus in an alternate version of 1220 Medieval Europe.

The Rule are as Follow a Turn is 3 Month(or a Season) where action is divided in two part, Work who take the bulk of every Week day, and Free Time (basicly the Week-End).
They're going to be Option for the Work Time where you can vote.
And For the Free Time you can make proposition and i'll pick what he spend his free time on from those.

PS: for those familiar with table top RPG, i'll be simulating magic using Ars Magica 5th Edition.

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Now Before choosing What we do, We'll have to choose a few more thing about Who we are.
As Mentioned Before Sine Nomine (which is the "name" given to out protagonist by his master since he didn't have one) is an Orphan.
>But is it a He? or a She? (You guys vote for the its Gender)
>And is he/she more Athletic? Charismatic? or Really Pure Intellect?(Here's your other vote)
Next Post we'll be the begining of its adventure, with more detailed info.

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The snow crunches under your feet as you trudge towards the city of Adiabeth. The sun is setting now and streaks of orange and pink fill the sky and reflect off the ground. All around you lies a world of cold, with bare trees filling every open space. You continue on your path.

OKAY people we need some character traits!

>Name
>Age
>Gender
>Height
>Athletic, Comedic, Smart, Dumb... etc
>Loves
>Hates
>Weapons
>Talents
And anything you can come up with

We also need some setting information
>Year
>Fantasy
>Dystopian?
>Magic?
And anything else you think is important


Also sorry if I take a while to post the next bit of the story, I'm not the fastest typer.

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Almost 11 years have passed since your journey into the forest, you barely survived an encounter with wolves.
Many things have changed, you have become The Overlord, you have access to magic that dominates the minds over others and you finally got a g̶i̶r̶l̶f̶r̶i̶e̶n̶d̶ mistress
Last we left off you taking your old master's advice and reading a damn book.

Previous Thread: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/293214/
Character Sheet: http://pastebin.com/6TfyJwgg

Majority vote wins, Minimum 3 votes, No rigid time limit for votes. In case of ties, votes will be given an opportunity to change votes and new votes will be accepted. If a tie remain, choice will be decided by a die roll. Dice rolls will be d10s and d20s. There is a 10 minute time limit for rolling. Crit Success trumps Crit Fail which trumps non-crit Success and Fail. And remember evil always finds a way.

>Black Baron and The First Overlord
Interested in the origins of your "profession" you pick the tomes about The Black Baron and The First Overlord. The Black Baron was mad noble turned ruthless tyrant after discovering how to summon and control hellspawn, Minions, and for creating The Tower Heart. He ruled over a countryside for many decades before heroes invaded his keep and killed him in combat. The world knew peace for many decades before his grand nephew discovered his armor and, more importantly, his gauntlet, the one you wear at this very moment actually. Some of the great achievements of The First were enslaving his own brother and sister, killing The Great Wolf Queen and actually being the instigating force of Elves and Dwarves bitter feud that actually rages to this day. Not much is known about his death but many believe that his wife killed him by pushing him off of his castle

>Year 10, Month 11
>Total Minion count 337
>Total Gold: 200

>(Pick 2)

>Order a new weapon
>Order a new piece of armor
>Train (Specify)
>Take in a request from villager
>Destroy Bear Lodge
>Dominate People from the Bear Lodge (7/100)
>Head to elf town
>Head to dwarf town
>Head to human town
>Talk to Lysandra
>Write in

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Privet tovarish, you are a highly trained and capable GRU Spetsnaz operator and you have been rounded up with the rest of your team for deployment on your first major field operation!

Here are your current stats:
Strength: 5
Perception: 3
Endurance: 5
Charisma: 2
Intelligence: 3
Agility: 5
Luck: 1

You have 5 points left to allocate as you see fit,you may chose your name and age as well