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Thread 1 - >>119775
It's time for the next chapter of our civilizations growth.

To Recap from the end of the last thread, the Skorupi found a copper vein, gained a religion and have started to invent a language and take a census- meanwhile, Artic forgot to tell what Nidoran F and Purrloin make.

For less confusion and more micromanaging, I added provinces. They are all numbered accordingly, kinda like EU4 where it's all over the place.

Stats and other such will come next post.

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Oh shit nigger, you're a Wasteland Paladin in some Generic Post Apocalyptic Wasteland. Your mission is to protect the innocents, purge the heretics, kill the evil mutants, yadda yadda all that stuff.

But currently you're just loitering around the Paladin base, what do you do?

Roll 1d10, highest roll in a minute since the first reply gets picked.

Previous threads:
http://pastebin.com/sR3G3F2A
https://www.mediafire.com/folder/ici3zlnn9ytyy/ADVENTURES

Oh and you just sent your son to infiltrate a necrobot base.

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Oy, you! Yeah, you! Welcome to ORK YOOF QUEST, the story of a freshly born ork in a galaxy where everything wants 'im dead. Through dakka, choppa, and good 'ol Orkiness, he just might live long enough to become a proper Boy, realize his calling as an Oddboy, or even become the Boss of his own WAAAGH!

Or, more likely, get krumped for looking at a Nob the wrong way. But nothing ventured, nothing gained, right?

Also no art because I'm shit at drawing, sorry.

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The first thing you become aware of is that you are surrounded by green, and that you are also green. Something clicks in your head, and you suddenly come to the realization that green is best, along with also having the urge to punch the green wall in front of you as hard as you can, in order to prove that you're the best green thing.

>Attack the green room (Roll 1d100: Target Number 20 or higher)

>Write-in?

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Alright I go to work in 2 hours so lets get this one off done with.

I want a clean Evo thread, No big evolution jumps Watch your Phallic Shapes and when I extinct, you stop evolving. Understood?

I'm hoping to eventually working up to full complex social structures one day but for now lets only focus on broad strokes and simple structures, These are ancestors of the 4 kingdoms starring in the next game, only one will make it.

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It's the beginning of time and you are god. There's blank nothing forever around you. You figure that there's infinite meaning in your life and whatever you do will cause you to fulfillment eventually. You decide to play a game with yourself. You clap your hands, collapsing the Forever Nothing around and making Something. You exist outside of time and space and see worlds and universes form. Randomly, you pick one of the worlds flourishing with life. You create a pen and write down a symbol using only your intuition to guide you. The symbol stands for a character defined by the first characteristics that you think of while looking at the symbol. Once all the characteristics and personality traits are written, you wipe your memory and enter into the consciousness of one of the organic growths on this planet. All the characteristics are saved in your subconscious and when you are born out of this naked, tall, monkey-looking thing, your mind begins to fill in the characteristics you wrote for the symbol. What is the symbol, what're the characteristics?

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The earth’s population became a serious problem. Its resources dwindling, and its people suffering. It was that very same problem that drove humanity forward. That pushed them beyond new horizons. The governing bodies of planet earth all unified under one banner that their world may thrive once more, and the colonization of Mars, was at hand.

Your name is Seto Tobei. You are a 20 year old college student, whose family just won the biggest lottery in history of mankind. You and other lottery winners have all won an all-expenses paid trip to live a new life on Mars. All your needs will be provided for, and your life will begin anew on this brand new world.

As you adjust to your new school life, and your new surroundings, you begin to hear rumors of a steadily increasing number of people have gone missing without any explanation.
Your family might not have been as lucky as you thought. What was the mystery behind their disappearances, and who would be next?

Twitter: https://twitter.com/Booqst

Mechanics: http://pastebin.com/uczfta97

Evidence: http://pastebin.com/XH1a0jZn

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'''Welcome to Heist Quest!'''

• You will be given a map of a bank. Your goal is to steal as much money as possible and escape.

• Whether you pickpocket clients, rob tellers, or break into the vault is up to you.

• Whether you play stealthy or loud is up to you.

• You have a three man team at your disposal: Mr.Red, Mr.Blue, and Mr.Green. You may control the actions of one of them each turn.

'''Beware'''

• Cameras are placed around the bank. Take them out, disable them via the security room, or stay away from them to avoid being caught.

• Police can be called in by any civilian, guard, or teller. If the police are called, pressure is increased.

• Some civilians will reveal themselves to be armed. Make sure you check their pockets.

'''Pre-game'''

Let's start off by selecting equipment for each of the three characters. Equipment can be anything you desire, from a car, to a gun, to sleeping gas (Must be real, but can doesn't need to be serious).

I will decide how much the equipment you selected will cost, and that money will be removed from your final sum after the mission.

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You wake up in a strange, unfamiliar room.

Your body is laying on an uncomfortable bed, and your head is aching. You can't recall any memory of yourself, not even your name, and you can't think straight, because your brain is still feeling kinda dizzy.
All you can think of is that weird text on the ceiling.
"Human.. Q..Is that a Q?..Quest? What could it mean?" you ponder, while looking at the pattern of the ceiling, with your eyes slowly starting to close again.
What will you do?

>1, 2, 3 and 5 decide what happens next.
>Hope you guys like really easy puzzles and really weird plot twists
>Images will be badly, badly drawn by me and will be POV

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Comes now the march of time, and the emergence of gods! The universe is still young and in constant flux, with various gods appearing to attempt to bring order to the chaos... or not. However, can they get along and cooperate to bring the cosmos to peace and harmony, or will they tear it and themselves apart in conflict?

This is, The Age of Alarm

>Choose a name and become a God, and roll 1d100 to speak the WORD and make things happen.
>Anonymous players form a Choir to praise or scorn the works of these Gods as they see fit.
>Every god must list their primary domains (max 3) and gets to assign 30 points between them to be used as a bonus for rolls related to these domains.
>They additionally get 5 points per subdomain of these primaries to assign to their subdomains as they see fit.
>Any divine actions made (creation, destruction, etc...) that are entirely unrelated to the gods' chosen domains receive a penalty of 20 to all rolls.
>Each god additionally has a "Mantle of Power", a title that reflects their true divine self and a single thing that only THEY can do, as well as encapsulating their personality and the characteristics that make up who or what they are as a god.

And don't forget to roll a d100 when choosing your god and domain, to determine your initial divine power! This initial value is the dice value you will roll with thereafter, so if your initial roll is a 56, then you will roll a d56 when taking actions.

>Ere the two suns rise, and shine light upon the universe!

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IIT we're a gang of air pirates in a world of high fantasy and early 20th century tech (with exceptions i.e. airships and cybernetic prosthetics/robots. its all over the place.) OP is captain, and anons pick their jobs and describe their characters. First come first serve, whiners get shot.

Dubs names the ship.

Ill be drawfagging scenes and characters for my beloved crew and our adventures. lets have fun with this!

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After ending as a castaway in a primitive world, our MC went to sleep through cryogenic sleep while waiting for rescue.

A unknown amount of time has passed, but the thing that woke him up wasn't the rescue he had been hoping for, but an attractive young woman with red hair that somehow managed to break into his secure bunker and trigger the alarms leading to the MC waking up inside his mech's cockpit.

While thinking about what to do about his visitor, further natives showed up. Greenskin humanoids with brutish physiques and jutting lower jaws, wearing simple clothes and wielding crude seeming weapons began threatening the redheaded young woman, and even shooting at the MC's mech.

We start right as our protagonists gets ready to fire a warning shot using his mech's ralgun.

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This game uses D20 Modern, Future, Urban Arcana, Future Tech... etc, and is loosely based on Gate, Outbreak Company, Those Who Hunt Elves, Gargantia On The Verdurous Planet, Tenchi Muyo! War on Geminar and such, there won't really be a fixed schedule for this thread but I will probably post a warning on twitter when it's about to start.

Twitter is MagSgamE

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Welcome to Banished Quest!
You take the role of a young mage labeled a criminal by his people and cast out into the wider world. In the last thread you sort of fixed your soul and a priest declared you a prophet.

It is currently the 1st of Yuddha, in the year 936 NH.

Character Sheet:
http://pastebin.com/8wLGz3HQ
Inventory:
http://pastebin.com/9mxDQn7N
Companions:
http://pastebin.com/tWc3Zjje
Spellbook:
http://pastebin.com/Tu1sVEnQ
Runic Library:
http://pastebin.com/7zQt9XLy
Current Missions:
http://pastebin.com/rzD5PPsU

Dice:
http://pastebin.com/nhswziq6
Magic:
http://pastebin.com/aYPzn0aU
http://pastebin.com/2iHKTQTS
Combat:
http://pastebin.com/e1peu2ih
http://pastebin.com/1niidZEa
Enchanting:
http://pastebin.com/jUQKQLLx
Fluff:
http://pastebin.com/ydKwNLba
http://pastebin.com/sijmZSSf
http://pastebin.com/UygnkCBe
http://pastebin.com/gR0sgiFu
http://pastebin.com/ibi8j7Md
http://pastebin.com/q8rQUjzS

Archives:
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=Banished%20Quest
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Banished%20Quest
Twitter:
https://twitter.com/Quidam_Asinus
Ask Page:
http://ask.fm/Quidam_Asinus
Tumblr:
http://somaqm.tumblr.com/
IRC Channel:
#BanishedDiscussion on Rizon

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Archive: http://darksquid.org/titmouse/
Twitter: brianraddatz
Chat: http://darksquid.org/chat

Welcome back to The Legend of Peter Titmouse! When we last left off, Peter was convincing Gnat to abandon her life of mundane drudgery at the hands of her emotionally abusive mother, and embark on a grand adventure and wizardry. It wasn't hard to convince her. ITT: 100 years of overland travel.

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You were the Princess, the last surviving member of the Royal Family and your father, the King, before he passed arranged a marriage between yourself and the High Priest, Audrich the White. The Church had progressively accumulated more and more power over the ages until it was second only to the Throne itself. The marriage was to formally fuse the institutions, to mend wounds between the clergy and secular nobility while also firmly establishing the divine right of the King or Queen.

You feared the perils of a political marriage but that all melted away once you actually met Audrich. You fell in love and bore him two children. After a lengthy mourning for your father, your coronation ceremony was to be the bright start to your gleaming future, but fate intervened.

You caught him with bloodstained hands. He murdered your children. With a voice of false terror he called you their killer. To your horror, the court believed him as you languished in a cell under guard of Holy Knights.

You were called to a public trial, declared a heretic and a filicide, sentenced to a parade of torture before execution. You were stripped naked and beaten, slashed and burned, subjected to pains so intense you cannot remember anything but the burning hatred in your heart for the man who had lied in your bed and declared his love for you.

When it was over, when you lay bleeding, waiting for the end to come... it did not. As a mercy befitting your tarnished but royal status, you were not to be executed but exiled.

Exile is common, most often across the sea to Edribis, the forsaken lawless land where criminals have been sent since time immemorial. After being shuffled through the prison population, you huddled in a rat infested barge with lepers and whores until you disembarked at Hangman's Landing.

Streets of blood and shit form the gulf between driftwood shacks in the land that is your Divine declared destiny while your husband-to-be rules as His High Holiness from the White Throne.

Everything inside you, everything you were, has broken. All the shock and terror has melted away. You are consumed with only one emotion: rage. You will become fury, you will cross the sea and kill Audritch and end the god who loves him. You will have vengeance.

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CONTINUED FROM >>127357
IMGUR ALBUMS OF EVERYTHING:
http://imgur.com/a/6x0dM
http://imgur.com/a/okPPV

You are Cytosol, a worthless blob in a world of eternal night.

Right now, you and your pal, Maxwell, are on the roof of the Main Hall of the old, abandoned Organelle University. On the bell tower, there is
Havens, an assassin sent out to kill you who is currently detained by the bell.

What now?

Inventory: STAR AMULET, VHS TAPE, SPEED POTION BOTTLE, ROCK, URANIUM BAR, FISHING POLE, EUKA PHOTO

Abilties: STEAL, SPLIT, SPEAR SWIPE, FIRE RUSH, FLEE
Maxwell's Abilities: REPAIR, LASER SHOT, CHARGE, FLEE

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