Archived threads in /qst/ - Quests - 587. page

File: wolf ambush.png (38KB, 649x476px) Image search: [Google]

38KB, 649x476px

We've unfortunately been ambushed by a pack of WOLVES on the way to McGinty's lair. I ordered Kevin to turn into a goopy puddle, and successfully incapacitated one WOLF for the time being.

(Elizabeth, Ron, and the Player are yet to act. You may give one order to one character in each post. Once all characters have acted, it will be the enemies' turn to act.)

*PREVIOUS THREAD*
>>85955

File: Creepypasta-63.jpg (10KB, 774x1032px) Image search: [Google]

10KB, 774x1032px

You live alone. It is 2am in the morning and you are just opening your eyes after being awaken from a brief nightmare. In the darkness you can barely makeout a figure of a person just 6 feet from your bedside moving side by side... What do you do?

File: 1416193006910.png (1MB, 4996x3284px) Image search: [Google]

1MB, 4996x3284px

RISK thread, because surely there can never be enough? Pick a country and a name, roll 1d10000.

File: MEGASWATMAN.jpg (214KB, 960x540px) Image search: [Google]

214KB, 960x540px

A disturbance has been reported from a small neighborhood out in the suburbs. A Florida Man was seen covering himself in mustard and throwing hot dogs at moving cars. Local residents who phoned in the report were able to recognize the man and give his name and address.

A 2-Man patrol is being sent to investigate the report, pulling up at the curb and exiting the vehicle.

How should the team approach?

>The front door
>Search around the back
>Start checking windows
>Split front and rear
>Write In

Voting will be majority driven, rolls and mechanics will be explained as approached. This is a prologue with ordinary officers on an ordinary call to ease you into the system and if successful, the proper full campaign will commence.

Your roll is element lead, where you will be controlling the entire team/squad as a whole. As well as freeform management, pieces of the phoenix command system will be used in the background.

File: space race wars.jpg (507KB, 1216x598px) Image search: [Google]

507KB, 1216x598px

You've always liked the quiet, and where's more quiet than than deep space? It's been a few months since anything's popped up, and you're getting tired of drifting waiting for something. As you stare out of the ballistic glass into the inky abyss, what do you see?

>A young man in his prime?
>A young woman, looking for adventure?

File: Select your nerd.png (51KB, 848x632px) Image search: [Google]

51KB, 848x632px

Welcome to NERD QUEST, a not-really adventure about four nerds that eventually become best friends, maybe more.

Let's begin by picking a character. This character will be the one we give ideas/commands, but the other three will still be around.

File: Civilization (new).jpg (962KB, 1841x3681px) Image search: [Google]

962KB, 1841x3681px

This is a continuation from the previous Civilization/CYOA thread from last night.

Our story follows Ski'Thraak broodmother of an Arachni group in the Haunted Forest.

Rules: Ties are won by first post
No re rolls
You don't have to roll unless I specify
Have Fun!

File: Country.png (10KB, 522x544px) Image search: [Google]

10KB, 522x544px

99 B.C

Several Roman Soilders have landed on an island off the coast of Italy and claim is as Roman territory. they settle at the island and start , hoping to create a bustling city suitable for Roman Citizens.

>what is the island's name
>what is the city's name

File: YeeHaw.jpg (176KB, 1024x768px) Image search: [Google]

176KB, 1024x768px

You wake up, pants around your ankles, in a barnyard. You have no idea how you got there.
All you hold in your hand is an empty bottle of Wild Turkey. Pigs rummage for scraps around you as a ray of light seeps in from the decaying wooden beams which the barn is made out of.

Keeping your empty bottle of liquor close by, you pull your pants up, prostate throbbing, and snap on your suspenders. Looking around, you notice a wide barnyard door, which you manage to stumble over to. Your inbred Irish and Anglo genes have given you a supernatural tolerance to alcohol, but even so, as you push the doors open the rays from the sun blind and sicken you simultaneously.

You begin retching when a voice in the distance startles you, "eh! Hump frumpa! Why I never seen naw ol' yee haw, rape children and shoot guns!" An old farmer walks up to you, and slaps you on the ass

"I see yer new hur, fuccboi." He wraps his arm around you, "Better gyet ta dur Meth manufacturing plant before yer boss finds yee haw, mumpa frumpa!"

What do?
>Head over to the meth manufacturing plant
>Make a run for it
>Smash the Farmer's head in with your empty bottle of Wild Turkey

Rules:
All rolls are 3d6. Player who rolls lowest out of the first 3 is the winner. 3 & 4 are crits and automatically win. 17 & 18 are crit failures and that option is voided
Combat Rolls are Skill checks which are roll 3d6 under a target number after modifiers
Reaction Rolls are 3d6 and the higher the roll, the better reaction

File: sins_of_solar_empire__titan_by_ignusdei-d3aoug9.jpg (188KB, 1324x759px) Image search: [Google]

188KB, 1324x759px

You wake up slowly as the temperature in your cuve increase.
The virtual intelligence scan rapidly your body as every muscle you have aches. You know that feeling, it's not the first time you exit the cryogenic sleep. One the scan is complete and no frostbite as been detected, the glass opens before you and you get out of what have been your “bed” since six month ago.
The rest of the crew is yet to be awake and you use this little time to get your body to move normaly again. Then, you go fech a uniform. The simili-leather adjust to your body quite well, covering the multiple scars a life in the military gave you. You take a few more moment of silence, only the sound of the ship, nothing else, before you wake everyone up.
A disembodied voice emerge from the computer when you launch the program.
“Begining Procedure”
You leave the room as the frozen body start to color themselves up and move again.
It's time to send a message to your new boss.

“Hello, Hellions here. We just arrived.”

You voice is still rough from your recent awaking.
The one answering you seems male, but largely numerised so it's hard to tell.

“Welcome to you Hellions. You got here just in time. We're about to raid the asteroid field. Our scout indicate that rebells might hide in there. I will send you the approach vector and your position in the float. The oher mercenaries are yet to come so i'll let you choose your task.”

You feel a grind curving your lips.
No time to take a break huh ? The men will be happy. But what role should you take in this mess to come ?
You have a frigate, it's not a big ship. 120 Crew membres, orbital jump pods, 20 fighter jet – also usable for atmospheric flight and aerial support – One railgun and a dozen of lazer turret. Not quite the monster but you know it well.
You look ath the plan the numerical voice sent you. There's a lot of free space, maybe for the other mercenaries, but the float is alrady pretty big, fifty ship a least and two destroyer none the less. Seems like the new boss is not joking.
The role avaiable are.

>Scout.
>First lane Space fighter.
>First lane Ground fighter.

Yeah, none of them are an easy task or a safe one.
You're treated as canon fodder but you didn't expext it to be any different. So, what will it be ?

File: Axoth.png (43KB, 1236x739px) Image search: [Google]

43KB, 1236x739px

//Hello peop/e of /qst/\\

You are a member of one of 7 tribes.

The Humans
Proud and Noble.

The Elves
Elegant and refined

The Orcs
Vicious and Brutal

The Mycaenea
Exotic and strange

The Sahaugin
Ferocious and uncaring

The harpies
Cunning and Quick

The Lizard folk
Stealthy and fearful

You will take on the roll of one such group battling, with enviromental hazards, and your peoples need.

3 people to a group but only after each group has atleast one in it.

We will be beta testing a tech board for Richard during this quest.

Thanks for playing.

File: 1460852911457.png (5MB, 1500x5895px) Image search: [Google]

5MB, 1500x5895px

Pick between: Lycanthrope, Vampire, or Undead

>First to 3 votes pick place
>First to 3 votes pick race

Make a 1d100 roll on the same post that you choose an action

File: Dungeon Maker Quest.png (49KB, 640x480px) Image search: [Google]

49KB, 640x480px

You´ve been waiting your whole life for this! After many years of training under the old Dungeon Master, you´re finally ready to build a dungeon fit for a Boss Monster!- Or you would, if you had an assignment. You remember your master telling you something along the lines of "you can´t go around building dungeons wherever you please! you need to-" ... and that´s where you dozed off. Dammit, who would´ve thought paying attention in class was important.

Not long ago, one of those "Chosen Ones" that are so common picked the dungeons of the world clear, like it happens every 5 years or so. Of course, he ended up killing the self-entitled "Dark Lord", like they always do, and demolishing his castle. Perhaps some new BBEG-wannabe needs a new castle- or better yet, a whole set of dungeons! You should get to work, probably.
What do you do?
>[] Go look for one of those edgy overlord wannabes. They are everywhere these days, it shouldn´t be hard.
>[] Try to look for a more experienced client. You make QUALITY dungeons, dammit! You can´t work for everyone- althrought, it IS your first time...
>[] Screw the "building for someone else" thing, you´ll build your OWN dungeon for yourself!

File: cancer.png (11KB, 839x385px) Image search: [Google]

11KB, 839x385px

You're a beautiful, unique, 300-lb landwh- I mean, chubby 13 year-old girl. You hate white, cis males and heard of this amazing site called 'tumblr' where people share your opinion and won't call you insane if you feel like telling people you think you're an animal. But first...what should our name be?

File: Template.png (46KB, 1000x800px) Image search: [Google]

46KB, 1000x800px

Previous Thread: >>56132
Twitter: https://twitter.com/ZealOfWexort

How to Play:
Pick Blue team or Orange 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. Only vote on decisions related to your team, or to choices presented to both teams which will be indicated through green text.

Last Time on Civ Builder Thread Z:
>Orange team chooses a race of underground technocrats, begin harvesting as much ore as they can carry (they can carry very little)
>Blue team chooses a race of winged humanoids who cast spells, go looking for wild animals to ride while growing their population