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Hey guys i just came back from the hospital. Hopefully its early enough we can still play. Let me know when you get here

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Old Thread: >>223060
GDoc Page: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1xdcq_CZowSVEdwCBechSkG96l_9n1H-wOGBGbCLZBKg/edit?usp=sharing
Twitter (although I keep forgetting to use it): @opiestuckinrpg

Summary:

You are Peter Hornberg. You entered a Virtual Reality game called ‘Legends of Zeltanna’ from which you are now trying to escape (kind of).
So far you’ve:
Become a Wizard
Encountered a dragon
Escaped a dragon
Found a town troubled by a dragon
Left a town troubled by a dragon
Killed some baby gatorants
Met a nigger elephant man
Sold carapace dust/cocaine to nigger elephant man
Met a ranger named Lelogas
Befriended a ranger named Lelogas
Grinded at Gatorant Hill
Met a pretty rogue named Robin
Got robbed by a pretty rogue named Robin
Got hired by Robin to help steal Lelogas’s bow
Found out Robin is Lelogas’s ex
Met a dwarf blacksmith
Had dwarf blacksmith make carapace boots
Saw a fight between swordsmen
Helped the loser of a swordfight
Met a cleric named John Preston
Befriended a cleric named John Preston
Added a cleric named John Preston to your party
Became suspicious that John is a faggot
Ignored suspicions that John is a faggot
Rode a giant yellow grasshopper
Met the nigger elephant man again
Bought some books from nigger elephant man

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The world has ended.
Left to the few that got the guts or smarts to survive,
we are one of those (un)lucky few

How badly are we mutated? (d100)

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It's been three days so the other thread is falling into obscurity.

Story so far:http://lom678.deviantart.com/gallery/58994337/YumeNikkiQuest

Yume Nikki Quest is officially longer than ZeldaQuest now

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GENRES: Mystery, Murder, Timeloop, Action
SERIES EQUIVALENCE: Part 6 – Stone Ocean
INSPIRED BY: Puella Magi Madoka Magica, Umineko Naku Koro no Ni, Psychopass
QUEST THEME: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gtmdnB95Uxc


12 people, 1 corpse and a boarded up apartment with no way out. Trapped in the mysterious Blue Oyster apartment complex, you and fifteen of it's inhabitants must find a way out. However, it seems as though time itself would rewind, starting anew to that same day, when you would find the corpse of a mysterious figure lying face down just near the doorway. With the manifestation of a mysterious energy known as 'stands' , you must find the truth behind the time loops and uncover the dark mystery behind this setting.

> The RP goes by 3 day 'cycles' before the time loops back to June 8th, 2007
> NPCs will not remember what happens in the previous loops, with some exceptions.
> If your character dies, time itself will restart.
> There are other ways to force a reset, to be discovered as the quest goes along.
> Use your stand to find out who is responsible for trapping you here and the murders.

IMPORTANT FACTS - http://pastebin.com/8TPFLeyi
CHARACTER LIST - http://pastebin.com/NwfcBtY9
STAND LIST - http://pastebin.com/zLbtQuR4

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"Attackers may sometimes regret bad moves, but it is much worse to forever regret an opportunity you allowed to pass you by." - Garry Kasparov

>WHITES TURN

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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, was 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, placed three barrier spells that would keep the Red Flower out and whomever 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 was been broken and we received a grim reminder that the Humans would not stop until all Creatures of the Forest lay dead.

You are Lin, a 14 year old Awoo girl that dreams of becoming the Strongest Guardian and assume the mantle of the Hero that will save the Forest Realm and all those whom live beneath the World Tree!

____


[STATS]
>Combat:
>Social: +
>Knowledge: +

[Traits/Perks]
[Positive] Childish Energy: You have an unusual amount of stamina and don't get tired easily from physical activities.
[Negative] It Controls You: In a moment of weakness, you were forced to rely on your blade rather than your own strength to preserver. For now it's almost impossible for you to enter a fight/battle without your Blade, and only it, by your side.

____

The toxic black air was getting thicker, even as you ran from the crater that had once been a beautiful valley filled with wildlife and greenery, one of the few of its kind in this dense forest realm. The thought of leaving the bodies of your dead Awoo peers behind lay heavy on your mind. There they lay, sullied and charred, at the bottom of the crater amidst dead roots touched by the Red Flower and something black your Sensei had explained to be 'ash'. Something formed in the aftermath of the Red Flower's touch. Just a few minutes past you watched your Sensei, a seemingly small frog to the naked eye, crush the face of a giant in his own giant-form. After that he had spotted you and without utter a word, he had transformed back to his original form as a small frog and jumped up on your shoulder. Half of his skin remained green while the other half were ashen grey.

>Continued

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>Statistics: https://drive.google.com/open?id=1p2K_evlFKjbblbSTf3ZSf-0xECyNHEeiQEgyiFdADcw
>Character: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1F43-0W17qNQ3Q_FwOOQPYw8Rf4HmSCFrEcAv-uOPQD0/edit?usp=sharing
>Archive: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?searchall=shipgirl+commander
>Twitter: https://twitter.com/DiceToTableTop

>OOC: Previously, on Shipgirl Commander >>213799

You flex your arm as you raise yourself from the bed. Both your shoulders are still a bit stiff, and so’s your knee, but you’re otherwise in serviceable condition. Your body reeks of the high concentration of fata aqueous – Fairy’s Tears – and used sponges. Your knee, at least, bends right this time – it’d been the first to heal from the little escapade… and Akashi hadn’t been any kinder letting you back into her care since. You have a feeling that you might be outgrowing your welcome.

Your eye had been another story. While there had been no problems, you’d acquired a heightened sensitivity to light in its recovery with its exposure to Fairy’s Tears; Akashi’s estimate had been for you to have it for about a month and maybe more – it was painful to even look straight after a while.

Thus, the eyepatch. The one over your right eye right now. Uncomfortable and causing a little more irritation to the small scars on your right cheek.

You’d been given a diet of gruel and gruel with a side of gruel. You must have dropped a bit of weight in your one-and-half-week stay here. None of your team members had visited, mostly because of orders – there’d been no need for casts or the like as your bones weren’t particularly thrown into the mess of the impact; they’d been typical flesh wounds, but for the first few days, the sting and itch was unbearable. Fairy’s Tears may have been a miracle of magic and engineering, but it did nothing for discomfort.

Although, you supposed that itches and stings are a level down from bleeding, numbness and constant pain.

Your men – the MPs – had to be taken out of commission from the assault – while the wounds had miraculously not been fatal, they’d been transported inland for better treatment. In the time that you’d been in here, the transport services had been reactivated and the supply chains had at least been able to get a little more room to operate, but things didn’t look much better from where you were seated.

You’d been over the angst of your incompetency – your stupidity, even – after the first few days, but it was still a Hell of a thing to be responsible for someone ending up like that. It was almost as bad as when you thought Tenryuu had bought it… but this wasn’t a joke – there had been no magic cure to get them up and running again as before.

You’d finally learned what holding a life in your hand meant – and just where it got you. For good or bad, you now know what it is… and how much it meant or how little it did.

TBC

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25 Miles East of Yuma, AZ
198X
5 years after the End

Pastebin of 1st 3 threads
http://pastebin.com/0vWezvSE

Thread 4 (very short)
>>194018

Thread 4.5
>>211292

You are Hank Dalton. On the last episode of The Last Grease Monkey, you:
>Went with your new friend Zoe to retrieve the Shitwagon
>Fought and massacred a group of road pirates, killing the Shitwagon in the process (RIP in pieces), though you saved the rear axle which was really the best thing on the car
>Got yourself some sweet lewts including a shitload of guns and two pickup trucks: a 60s Dodge with shotgun slug holes in the engine block and a rolled-over, bullet-riddled 70s GMC which you are currently driving
>Headed back toward Yuma, unfortunately there are some more road pirates after you now. Also the road is blocked. Fortunately there's an exit with a sketchy abandoned farm with a half-collapsed barn and a raided farmhouse, looks like that's your best bet…
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The Camaro pulls ahead of the Fury and starts to close the distance between you. As it gets within 100 feet the Camaro’s passenger stands up through the T-top and aims a submachine gun. “Take the exit!” you yell into the CB as bullets ping off the bed and tailgate of your truck. New holes appear in the windshield and stuffing explodes from the seat inches from your right arm. Zoe wrestles the wrecker around the turn so fast that the Dodge pickup she’s towing nearly flips over. The Camaro's right behind you. You slam on the brakes, raise your MAC-10 and pepper the Camaro with .45 rounds as it starts to pass you. You then ram your bumper into the Camaro's quarter panel which sends it skidding sideways onto the shoulder and throws the wounded gunner out and onto your hood. A quick jerk of the wheel sends him sprawling onto the pavement as you take the turn for the exit, tires screeching, the Fury close behind, a passenger leaning out the window with a shotgun. Your rearview mirror explodes along with a substantial chunk of your windshield and rear window, showering you with glass. Fucker nearly took your head off!

You see the tail end of the Dodge Zoe’s towing disappear behind a barn and follow, goosing the gas pedal and drifting around in a wide arc. White-hot agony rips into your left thigh as a few pellets manage to punch through the door but you grit your teeth and continue the drift, grabbing the M76 from the passenger side of the bench and spray-and-praying out the window until you circle the barn to see the wrecker pulled behind the next corner with Zoe standing behind the Dodge, BAR propped up on the tailgate. You slam on the brakes and spin 180 degrees while Zoe opens up a can of whoopass on the Fury. It veers off and manages to get past Zoe but not before the shotgunner’s head is torn halfway off his shoulders.

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You are Lightsaber Knight. Recently, your friend Kanjite Knight has been getting real uppity about not making enough money. How do you handle the situation?

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Hello one and all, and welcome to Dangan Ronpa: Trigger Happy Havoc Quest. A quest inspired by the incredibly weeaboo series Dangan Ronpa. You like killing games like Battle Royale? You like Murder Mysteries? You just might enjoy this quest! (I make no guarantees though.) This quest is set at the prestigious Yggdrasil Academy International, where a mysterious set of circumstances unfold.

Yggdrasil Academy is a prestigious boarding school catering to a specific set of secondary school students gathered from four countries: The United Kingdom, Australia, Canada, and the United States. There are two main entry requirements for this academy. One, students must already be attending secondary school, and be at least 16 years of age. Two, students must be the absolute best at a specific talent out of the combined student body of the four countries listed above. There is no way to apply to Yggdrasil Academy. The only way in is for the school itself to scout you. Because all students attending the academy have something they specifically are the absolute best at, they are referred to by a specific title.

Omegas.

As they're the complete end-point when it comes to students in pursuit of that talent, it's only fitting to call these end-points of talent Omegas. After all, there's no surpassing an Omega.

Our Protagonist, Zachary Lineman, is the Omega Actor. Having organized a theatrical performance, Zach has spent more time getting to know his classmates. Now he has retired to his dorm room to investigate a mysterious laptop found on the first floor.

Student E-Handbook: http://pastebin.com/pYh4s2iW

We're back, baby!

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Previous thread: >>222748
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/222748/

Please take the time to read through all three threads (the links to the second and first are in the archive) if you're a newcomer. You will be lost if you don't, and I don't like explaining things multiple times when there already exists an explanation that you can find.

>Abridged version

>You dead, son.
>"Fuck"
>Wanna go to a new world instead?
>"Hell yeah"
>Mmk. I'll give you 1 wish
>"Wait, who're you?"
>I'm a godess who swears all the time
>"Neat. I wish for you to strip."
>Ffffffffffucking denied.
>"Damnit. Okay, how about a magic box that gives me random shit every time I open it?"
>COOL AS HELL
>"Sweet lets see what I get OW FUCK SNAKE WHAT THE FUCK"
>HAHAHA
>"Holy shit am I floating?"
>Yeah you're about to go down to that new world.
>"COOL AS HELL. Oh by the way the box just gave me your panties."
>Mother fucker! Come here you little shit!
>"HAHAHA"
>Give me those back! Oh, wait shit.
--
IN THE NEW WORLD
>YOU'RE A CUNT.
>"There are people around"
>YOU'RE MY BOYFRIEND I GUESS THEN SHUT UP AND GO WITH IT
>"Ok."
>By the way you have to kill the devil king
>"Aww damnit not cool"
>Kill yourself then, I'mma bathe.
>"Fuck that I'm adventuring"
>We're poor as fuck
>"MAGIC BOX, I COMMAND YOU TO GIFT UNTO ME A CONVENIENT AMOUNT OF MONEY"
*poof*
>"THANK YOU, MAGIC BOX."
>Let's do a quest
>"ok"
>Save cat from tree?
>"Save cat from tree!"
>THIS CAT IS NOT CAT. IT IS GIANT SPIDER THAT MEOWS.
>"His name is snuggles."
>That quest sucked
>"Let's do more"
>Be scarecrows?
>"Be scarecrows!"
>We're bad at killing crows
>"NOT THIS TIME. THIS TIME, WE DO IT LIKE AMERICA"
>FUCK YEAH
>"THIS CROW JUST FUCKING EXPLODED"
*eagle screech and flag background*
>"This fat old farmer says his daughter is dead!"
>He didn't say that
>"Let's go find her body!"
>There she is, alive, talking with some people.
>"THEY'RE ROBBING HER!"
>are you sure?
>"Yeah, duh."
>ok
>"EAT SHIT, LIMEY COCKSUCKERS"
>Hey, uh... did you get the impression that this girl we just saved is actually pretty dangerous?
>"Yeah, actually. She seems... crazy, and she makes me uncomfortable. We should go."
--
THE FOLLOWING NIGHT
>I'm a blanket hog!
>"give me the blanket!"
>My boobs are on your back and I'm spooning you now!
>"Neat."
--
THE NEXT DAY
>money!
>"Let's spend all of our money!
>Gladly!
>"Hey, isn't this that guy we almost killed yesterday?"
>Yup.
>"He seems cool."
>Ye.
(1/3)

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You are a supreme being on a young and fresh world. You are undetectable, yet you possess a specific set of powers: You can add mutations to the creatures that inhabit it.

The world itself is a simple one, a rock globe covered in a shallow see, with the deepest point being twenty meters (60ft) under water, and the shallowest half a meter (1-2 ft). Several creatures inhabit this world, yet you will only change these four, and their offspring. Will you make them thrive? Or will you make them shrivel? It is all up to you, and your friends.

Welcome to the Shallow Waters Evo game!
Rules/How to play:
>Take the art of a creature already existing, be it a basic one, or one already modified by another user. How many times it has been modified already does not matter, but make sure you are not the last person who modified it.
>Open MS Paint, or any other drawing program
>Add a small, semi-realistic mutation to the creature. That means, a thicker shell, spikes, functionless and small appendages, etc.
>Post it in the thread, with a small description of what changes you made.
>To work to something greater, like functional wings, multiple steps need to be made (eg. Minor appendage -> Big appendage -> Feathers for gliding -> Functioning wing)
>Once every while, an extinction event will take place. Any affected creature that does not adapt before it takes place, will go extinct. Extinct creatures can no longer evolve.

DO's and DON'T's
>Do participate, no matter how bad your art is. Most people are shit at MS Paint here, so never be ashamed
>Do completely change the art of a creature, if you're okay/good at art and stuff, and if you feel a creature needs it, because it's getting too full or something.
>Do work on other branches, and the creatures of others
>Do be a nice guy

>Don't complain when your OC Waifu and its entire branch goes extinct
>Don't add mutations that are too complex (eg. fully functioning eyes, incredible wings etc). Realism of the mutations themselves doesn't really matter, as long as it can be semi-scientifically explained, and again, are not too complex at once. (DO : Fire breathing because gas from the creature's gas bags are released and ignited by a small spark in the creature's throat. DONT : This creature conjures fire when breathing)
>Don't add a mutation to a creature whose last addition was also by you. This can be forgiven when no one within ~2-3 hours / 50 posts has mutated them, or they are about to go extinct.
>Don't devolve mutations made to your own creature because you dislike them or have other plans with the creature.

I will make a regularly updated evolution tree, in which all mutations/species are listed, and if they're extinct or not.
Posting separate art of the organisms for editing after this post.

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You bought an elephant by mistake after shopping online.
The sell cannot be cancelled. You have now your own pet elephant and 10.000$ in debt.

But first you must find a name for this elephant. How will you call it:
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You have no memory of who you are, what your name is, what gender you are, or where you are right now. Almost as if you just barely came into existence. All you know is that You want some pizza.

What will you do young hero?

(roll ending in 3, 5, or 0 decide what happens)