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This will be a typical guide your civilization through the ages thread, but first lets create a map for the world.

Things to decide:
>Map colors (you can link a paper texture if you have one you'd prefer me to use)
>Continent number and shapes
>Forest, mountain, biome locations
>Unique features

Every idea seconded gets incorporated

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Archive: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=50%Human
Twitter: https://twitter.com/valencia_qm

You are Alex, half man, half omnimorph. Omnimorphs can transform into anything they've absorbed. You are currently on a quest to defeat Deerhead, a massive and dangerous omnimorph who has learnt how to absorb memories. During this journey, you have met:

-Selene: Omnimorph who escaped Blake Biotech with you. She has assumed the body of a sexdoll to be her 'identity', and with your help, she has upgraded it to obscene levels through consumption.
-Zero: Omnimorph who is obsessed with splitting herself and creating "children". Creator of the 'Exile' group of Omnimorphs which live at the port town.
-Tallman: Omnimorph who defaults to the shape of an elongated and gigantic human man. A good-natured but passive man. Romantically interested in Selene.
-Eleven: Daughter of Zero and the leader of an army of small omnimorphs, she is an ambitious Omnimorph who aims to recover the 'Holy Land' from Deerhead.
-Dullahan: Rescued from a Blake Biotech shipment, she is another hybrid - her body is a woman's, her head is an omnimorph. Eleven's adoptive daughter. Currently being trained to be a 'warrior' by her mother.
-Carla (Dead, killed by you, eated by Selene) Girl from lake Biotech who has had Supersoldier genes implanted into her to treat her muscular dystrophy.
-Johnson A hybrid you met at a motel, looking to eat Selene. Has a massive omnimorph he has difficulty containing. Has a very close relationship with Carla.

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I've been playing this new game and I gotta say it would be awesome to play a thread based on it so I will give it a shot!

You are the chosen leader of your species. After millions of years of evolution you have reached the age of FTL space-travel! You will be building an intergalactic empire based solely on your decisions! Will you be a warmonger, conquering your way across the cosmos and subjugating all who stand in your way? Will you be a wise merchant, trading and buying planets and creating client-states? Will you be a sacred priest, spreading your holy word to all heretics? Or will you be brilliant scientists, unraveling the secrets of space?

How will you rule your government? Will you be a military dictatorship? A science directorate? A democracy? Will you rule as a god-king through your Divine Mandate? Or a despotic empire where a king rules all?

What will your society be like?
Agrarian, Industrious, Slow breeders, Intelligent?

It's all up to you!

Before we begin though: what is your archetype?
>Mammalian
>Reptilian
>Avian
>Arthropoid
>Molluscoid
>Fungoid

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>Previous installments (Read the story so far like a book!)
Maid Simulator 2016 - http://docdro.id/8jCOSkI
New Maid Simulator 2016 - http://docdro.id/v4cSyYm

>How does this game work?
Honestly I had no idea what I was doing at first, but I think we've found our strengths and weaknesses by now. This is not a game where you will be crunching numbers. Neither is it a fast and easy game that people should just be jumping in and out of. Rather it is a slow game, heavy on atmosphere and psychology with open-ended choices that reward creativity, an attention to detail and the willingness to analyze and try to understand the weird characters you will get to know. It's not completely without action though. Once in a rare while you will be pushed into a corner and asked to make a decision that might end with permanent death and a premature Bad Ending. In that case, you will never solve all the mysteries of the Huxtable Mansion. We don't fuck around here. Did you think this was just a game?

>What kind of story is this?
It's a gothic, psychological slice of life thriller mystery with science-fiction, fantasy, alternative history and horror elements. Some would call this "slipstream", "new weird" or even "magical realism". There are is also an undertone of sadomasochism, but you don't have to be into any of it to enjoy the game. Finally there might be /u/ (yuri romance), depending on how /qst/ plays it. In short, if you like fuzzy feelings and weird stuff like Lost and Twin Peaks you are at home.

>Hello, I want to get filthy rich on your ideas/work/whatever. Will you sell out?
YES. FUCK YES. Please contact me.

>Anything else?
We have an OLD poll going http://www.strawpoll.me/10145340
We have a NEW poll going http://www.strawpoll.me/10192310
This is my TWITTER https://twitter.com/helpmecosmia77
Also I read that if you want to create a loyal following, you should make them do meaningless rituals - so please, every time you sit down to play this quest, stretch and open hand into the sky and say, "Bubblegum". Also call each other Maidsters or something cringy like that, and tell all your friends and family about this. "I know you're usually not into 4chan, but you'll love this!"

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How to Play:
Pick Blue team, Red team or Green team.
Put something relating to your chosen team in your name. Each turn, your team will be given a series of options in order to progress your civilization.

Rules:
> max 3 ppl in tribe
> each turn you can make two actions (per tribe): One standard action, and one culture or tech.

Action : Explore, Build, Attack, Diplomacy etc
Tech : Develop new techs or upgrade current tech
Culture : Develop new culture or upgrade current culture

Blue team - humans
+Coastline based city
+Advanced fishing

Red team - dwarves
+City based in old mine
+Advanced mining

Green team - elves
+Forest based city
+Advanced herbal medicine

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In which /qst/ plays as a little girl trapped in a
spoopy setting. Will you escape? Well lets find out.

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You are a young lad without a knight to squire for and you need honor and prestige, and maybe a romantic partner.

For now you wake up from your hovel. It has been a couple of weeks since Sir Havfavel has passed and you need to move on, mostly so you don't starve.

You are scrawny, but strong of will and for some reason older men around town like your face. Where do you go, squire?

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You make your home in the Nebula Star Cluster, or NSC a small sector of space containing several system with a continually fluctuating state of peace and war among them. There are many opportunities to make one's fortune here, but first we have to decide your journey begins.

Before you entered the sector what were you?

> A Bounty Hunter: Start with a fighter ship, plasma rifle, laser pistol, and a galactic license to kill for hire

> Galatic Trader: Start with a small Cargo Ship, knowledge of market prices, and a 1,000 credits.

>Smuggler: Start with a smuggling ship, knowledge of contraband and prices thereof, and 1,000 credits

>Scientist: Start with a small science vessel, standard lab equipment, and knowledge of general sciences

> Intergalactic Vagabond: Start with small civilian ship, a shock pistol, and 125 credits

(First to two votes decides)

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Welcome to The Lost Island Quest. Last thread our hero, Alan Rodain, acquired a magical coat, failed to prevent a gruesome fate befalling Paul and was practically interrogated by one of Dolah's subordinates. Now, he attends Paul's funeral.

http://pastebin.com/W5vqnRBU (Character Sheet)
http://pastebin.com/3LPDLd9u (NPCs)

http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=lost+island
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Lost%20Island

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****A group of hardened adventurers camps in the valley below a towering, terrible megalith - the Castle Gravesholme. With meager preparations and fear in their hearts, the group prepares themselves for what may be their last entry unto the breach.****

Gravesholme is a dungeon RPG for three to five players. Players take the role of adventurers, filling classic archetypes (fighter, mage, healer) or variations of. A degree of creativity is allowed to the player, with cooperation from me as the DM to make it realized within the game.

Each player has 30 health. Combat is resolved through dice rolls based on stats. 16 stat points are allocated into these areas:

Strength (physical combat, lifting, bow pull)
Intelligence (magic power, detection)
Charisma (conversation, looks)
Dexterity (speed, accuracy)

Stat points are checked against relevant events in-game.
Strength: in combat, strength value is the number of dice rolled when attacking an enemy. If the resultant number exceeds the enemy's armor value, the attack succeeds. The attacking player then rolls dice based on the weapon, representing damage. Damage is allocated based on the value of the dice rolled.
Example:
Player attacks rat. Player's strength value is 4. Player rolls 4d6. The resultant number in this case was 12. The rat's armor value is 6. The attack passes - the player's dagger does 1d6 damage. He rolls a 3 and subtracts this number from the rat's health.

Intelligence:
Each spell cast will require a certain amount of dice rolled. For example, a basic fireball requires 2d6 rolled. If this number exceeds your intelligence stat number, the spell succeeds and damage or effects are allocated based on the spell's stats. Magic ignores armor checks.
Intelligence also governs a player's ability to be perceptive of their environment - such as detecting traps or treasure.

Charisma: certain interactions with the many denizens of Gravesholme will require tests of charisma. Whether through conversation or bargaining, a charisma check may be required to succeed. In this case, a certain amount of dice will be rolled depending on the difficulty of the situation.

Dexterity: shooting arrows or throwing weapons requires a dexterity check. Depending on the difficulty of the shot, the game will call for a certain amount of dice to be rolled, the resultant numbers combined and compared against the player's dexterity stat value. If the dice roll exceeds the player's stat value, the attack passes and damage is allocated. Armor checks must still be performed after dexterity checks.

Armor: this stat reflects armor worn or burliness in combat. It is made up of armor worn in combat - all characters begin with a meager set of armor. An armor check is performed when a player attacks an enemy.

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We're in the slammer /qst/, what do?

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>Previously, on Shipgirl Commander >>81799

You curse your weight as you run along the cracked street, grunting and groaning as you make your way to the harbor – where the prep would take place. You had expected to socialize a bit more more with the rest of the KanMusu, but the backlog in your duties – after merely a night – had drained you of quite a bit of your time. It was still morning, but you are already double-timing it, making your way past people on the street. The place looks a bit more lively now, not that it ever was totally dead.

You huff and puff as you make a turn, almost bumping into someone.

‘Dang Navy boys! Back in the Army, we were a trite more civilized!’ You hear a man of elderly nature shout past you as you run, seeing the harbor just down the next road. From about eighty yards out, it’s hard not to notice what’s there.

There is a massive tent in place, along with what looks to be a makeshift shed, almost as large as the tent, next to it. Outside, you could hear people hollering and yelling – you notice small tubes of rolled-up fence – being carried around by personnel. You even notice the hairy man from the day before, furiously discussing something with a few hard-hatted contractors, evidently trying to break themselves out of a disagreement.

Boxes of items with the Admiralty’s symbol are set in place by the roadside, along with tires, axles and the like, all lined up. Everyone must have been busy since you had been out. You feel a little creep of embarrassment as you consider your own person, your guilt extending across your chest while you break into a walk towards the tent; you put a mental note to get a little bit of the flab off your being.

At the opening flap, the last face you expect – and the first one you see, is the Admiral’s annoyed, expectant and exasperated one. You collect yourself, breaking into a salute and letting your file tumble – when the Admiral waves a hand.

‘You don’t have to say anything, kid.’ His gaze breaks into one of understanding. ‘I know what it’s like. You don’t have to say anything at all,’ you look confusedly at him and he goes on, ‘women, right? Drive you crazy.’ He turns away, but not before pointing a finger at you. ‘Wait ‘till you get married – it’s gonna be a Hell of a lot worst. Kids; Couch Rights; “Where did you put the toolbox, baby?”,’ he breaks into a shrill imitation of a hysteric woman, ‘ “I don’t know where your damn toolbox is, ya oaf!”.’ He shakes his head. ‘Crazy, crazy.’

You really don’t know how to provide an answer to that as you both walk in, other then, ‘You said it, sir.’

‘You’re not bad, kid.’ He smiles.

The tent’s a lot busier inside than it is outside.

>Apologize formally
>Casual Conversation
>Discuss Nagato’s Transfer
>Mission Preparation

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I'm back /qst/, let's get to it.

When we left, you were in your cell, with nothing but a femur you stole from someone else's leg.

Your cell is located in the medium security wing.

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Prev. Thread: >>92934

Last Time, we made our characters, and now, we shall begin our epic quest! Our current players are:
- A Hallow Autumnal Ranger
- A Ghost Samurai
- A Gargoyle Bomber
- A Human Bandit

Sound off, guys, and we can begin!

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Rules
Most votes wins
no rerolls

i will choose the highest of the first three rolls, will tell you when to roll


For as long as anyone can remember, your father led the tribe. You all stood one-hundred strong and bent nature to your will.

He has kept the tribe attuned to the requests of the gods and prosperity has been your tribes only memory for so long. Up until now, all has gone well and you were to make eighteen years of age when the plague struck. All across the land whether it be friend or foe, tribes have had most of their members fall sick and then dead. Now from one-hundred only ten members remain.

Now ten remain, of the ten the composition is as follows

two elderly
one young child
six betrothed
and yourself

you must lead the tribe to safety, but first

what is your name?