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>you are 15
>your cousin come to visit you
>you are alone at home
>she is sleeping on sofa
>...

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Hello everyone and WELCOME TO FIGHTAN' GAME QUEST, an experiment in quest mechanics and Street Fighter.

If you wish to join the WORLD TECHNOCRACY FIGHTERS CORPORATION OF TOURNAMENT PERSONS WITH MAGIC, MARTIAL, OR TECHNOLOGY BASED POWERS (WTFCOTPWMMOTBP, or WTFC for short), please fill out the FOLLOWING APPLICATION.

Name:
Appearance:
Bio:
Powers:
Fightan' Style:

PLEASE FEEL FREE TO GET AS SILLY OR SERIOUS AS YOU WISH. WE WILL BEGIN WHEN WE HAVE FOUR COMPETITORS.

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(Since the old thread is dead)
Old thread: http://pastebin.com/wcDahjzv
(Screens coming soon, pastebin for now)

Story thus far (greentext edition)
>Be Rollins
>Be medieval peasant
>Be god-tier cook
>Get sent to Earl
>Get culinary training because of skill
>Wechefnow.jpg
>Get sold
>Become ship cook
>Travel to core worlds, work there for a while
>Get job as ship cook for commercial ship, Proteus 739
>It gets rekt by space pirates
>Get to the escape pods, survive
>Land in the middle of a desert
>Ohshitnigger.jpg
>Meet a trigger happy young girl (Mara) and a giant with brain parasites (Connor).
>Work together to salvage the wreckage
>Build a basic shelter with hull parts and the escape pods
>Build solar generator, solar still, solar oven, radio
>See the local flora (cacti and bushes) and fauna (giant millipedes and mole/gohpers)
>Meet the mid-east-like locals: Khabin
>Come in riding baqarah = desertpedes = giant milipedes
>totallynotduneclone.gif
>Mara speaks their language
>Trade with Khabin for metal from the crash site
>Get a GPS
>Learn about the seasons, the flora, the fauna
>Strike up a deal
>Exclusive access to one crash site
>In exchange: food, tools, future trade
>Mara wants to go with them to seal the deal
>Afraid its a trap.
>What about pirates?
>Pirates are actually Order of the White Cross
>They don't hit women
>They *are* women
>Mara will explain later.
>You let Mara go.
>Visitors leave

What will you do?

>Resources*:
FOOD (3d)
WATER (8d)

METAL (1)

>Tools/Equipment
PISTOL (Mara)
6' CRUDE SPEAR (Mara, Connor, Rollins)
SIMPLE TOOLS (Connor)
GPS (Mara)
MILKER (Connor)

>Buildings (number | quality | cost )
None

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"I'd rather be dead than giving a speech, so when did this happen?!"
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/69178/
Anonhorn, you should get more confidence!
The annoying metallic sound the wheelchair makes as the haremhorn pushes you to the center of the scenario is more than enough to draw the attention of all the himehorns in the room on to you. It brings back memories; this isn’t the first, nor the second and maybe neither the third time you speak to whole herds, but those memories stay knocking at the door in your head and you are left with a bored look on your face.

You take your time to look at them; broken horns, lone himehorns, some little herds that made it trough… and among all the sadness you notice the tiny remnants of your herd staring at you with wide eyes, two hornmothers, four haremhorns and a basket filled with hope.

You recall a third hornmother spinning a hammer in the floor, a haremhorn hugging her from behind.

You wonder where she is, as you clear your throat, and rise from your chair; the himehorns stare focus on you.

>”The Witch has appointed me as your Leader.”
>”We are one herd now.”
>”…We are going to get all the herds back!”
>Write in!

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THIS HUGE FUCKING DRAGON APPEARS!

Remember a year or so ago on /b/ how we use to play this amazing game where OP would post a picture and stats of a creature we'd have to kill? We had User IDs, and some site would track those IDs and every time we reposted we'd deal damage to it, but it could deal damage back to us.

There were a ton of classes: Archers, wizards, Dragonborns, Warriors...

That game died because Moot removed the IDs, but since we have IDs in the /Qst/, we should bring that game back.

Problem is, I don't recall the site used to track everything. Anyone else got it so we can start playing some more?

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You find this remote control on the street.

It controls time.
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RULES

- When you pause time, everything stops except for any living creature that is touching the remote when it's pressed.

- When time is paused, anything that is in the air will float until time is unpaused, then it will regain it's speed and path.

- If you move from your original position when time is paused, you'll be teleported back to that exact spot and in whatever exact position you were in when time is unpaused.

- When fast forwarding or reversing, there is a limit of about 168 hours, or a week, into the future or past.

- When fast forwarding or reversing, you stay in the same position and location, you cannot move, you are paralyzed until you release the only thing that isn't paralyzed from the button, your finger.

- When fast forwarding or reversing, everything moves 5x as fast as usual.

- Pressing the skip button will instantly take you a week, or 168 hours, into the future or past.

- Pressing mute will make you deaf, everything is muted, all sound is turned off. ALL SOUND. Until of course you press the button a second time.

- Pressing slow will slow all movement and sound to half speed.

- When you press menu, it takes you to a screen where you save or "Bookmark" dates and times you can travel to by pressing on them. You would use the up and down arrows and black dot to do this.
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You're sitting at home watching TV. You remember what you found.

What next?

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Hey there, I made a thread yesterday that I didn't continue because I felt it had a lack of backing. I decided to refine the game and hopefully this may make it more interesting. I will begin the initial story once I see 2-4 people create a character and I will try to make character creation as smooth as possible and will explain rules along the way.

A lot of rolling will be in this as I am a big fan of DnD mechanics but for the most part they'll be used for accuracy and attack rolls and event rolls.

Character Creation: This is an example of what your character sheet will look like.

Name: Steven Roland

Level: 1

Role: Leader

Base stats: You have 32 points to spend anywhere. These stats will add bonuses to events based around said base stat. Skills and perks can add additional successes but more on that when we get there, this is an example

Strength: 3
Dexterity: 3
Perception: 5
Constitution/Endurance: 5 (also determines base health and the formula for that is dice+2d12+base Constitution)
Intelligence: 6
Charisma: 10

Weapons, you can only carry one regular firearm and a sidearm: Tactical Shotgun, Shorty

http://thelastofus.wikia.com/wiki/Weapons Pick from the Factions MP section and when you make your character, I will give stats to weapons and I shall be fair. Weapons that are LOCKED for right now are: All purchaseables, Variable Rifle and scoped weapons (except Hunting Rifle.) These will be unlocked later on as you progress.

Survival Skills: Up to three and you make up the one sentence description BUT be reasonable, these determine bonuses and abilities so think RPG solely for these (some can be used for base-building and management) Use this website to see names and get ideas http://thelastofus.wikia.com/wiki/Survival_Skills

Strategist: can initiate a pre-combat phase to call out positions
Marathon Runner: gains a +5 bonus to sprint towards and retreat actions or whatever applies to an event that requires running/sprinting.
Fortitude: enemy takes -3 from melee attacks and -1 from ranged attacks

Super Skill: Can be OP and made-up but can only be used TWICE per thread.
"Rallying Cry": Friendlies gain +5 to all rolls during event scene and enemies lose -3 to all rolls.

Bio: optional but adds flavor and personality to your character. Also doesn't have to be a paragraph.

>Charismatic
>Book-Smart
>Easily angered
>Requires glasses
etc.

Hopefully, people enjoy this idea and will come in to give it a shot! This is my first quest thread and I hope none of this seems unreasonable or ridiculous!
Give me some criticism if you disagree with all of this or later on when this takes off and you require clarification. Give it a shot, what have you got to lose? Even if you never played, enjoy a post-apocalyptic, biological story!

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(Sorry this so wordy.)

Scions are elusive terrestrial demi-gods that are attributed to being the sources of all life on the continent of Malaen. All are totally unique, but share the same purpose - to sustain the land and the life that inhabits it. You are a Scionchaser, an adventurer who chases after these great beings in hopes of gaining a boon from them - their powers can cure any disease, grant powers and physical abilities beyond that which most mortals ever reach, or even resurrect and re-construct the dead. Their blood, if you somehow manage to claim it, is the ultimate healing agent, and is worth obscene amounts of gold.

You've found an agent who sells information of Scion sightings to people such as yourself. Such information is usually trustworthy, albeit usually difficult to follow up on, so that these agents can reel in customers. Bad information is bad business.

"Greetings, Chaser. I see you've come for another trail. Good, your kind are in short supply lately." The broker says, settled behind his paper-laden desk. "I haven't seen anyone that looks like you in a while, though. Where are you from?"

(Roll 1d12 to make a decision. First Highest roll in case of duplicates gets priority.)

>"I'm an Alban Man/Woman, through and through."
Albanad is a northern land almost always covered in snow apart from a few short summer months, inhabited by small communities who value ancestor worship. Alban people are often very pale, with monochrome hair colours, either white or black hair, and generally blue or grey eyes.

>”I'm a Man/Woman of proud Fullur.”
The Fullur Empire is the largest nation in Malaen, and holds a vast central region of the continent, and is characterized by great networks of castle-cities, as well as a patriotic, human-centric atheistic religious tradition. They have the least defined ethnic identity due to having mixed races with the surrounding regions that they have conquered, with hair colours ranging from white, brown, blonde, red and black, and a wide variety of eye colours.

>“Man/Woman from the Sun's belt, right before your eyes.”
The Sun's belt is a heated region directly beneath the Fullur empire. Its people are known as 'Dogardan', and are traditionally sun-worshipers. Dogardan people have warm skin with tones from red to brown, although paler people still end up tanning quite quickly here. They generally have brown, sandy and sun-bleached blonde, or black hair. Eye colours tend to be green, brown or orange.

>”The jungles of Ather gave birth to this Man/Woman.”
>Ather is a tropical climate east of The Sun's Belt, with central jungles and mountain ranges, and edged by beautiful beaches around the south and east. Atheran people generally worship the Scions themselves due to their verdant landscape, but are traditionally known to worship star-deities. Ather has a mixed populace of very dark-skinned humans, ranging from deep brown to black. Their eyes range from green, orange, and dark brown.

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My name is Danny O'Neil, and two days ago I murdered the Batman.

I'd spent months developing an armored suit, tricked out to look like the Bat's own. Meeting up with an old friend of mine, Blackie Jackson, I tried to kidnap Bruce Wayne, but Wayne split while we were distracted and Batman showed up. We got real lucky and managed to bring him down. After we found out who he was, things started to go south. We managed to break into his cave, take his equipment, and kill most of his little Bat-buddies, but last night the Justice League announced they were hunting Batman's killers- that is, us. To top it all off, my ex- no, my girlfriend, Rhiannon, is waiting for me to come home.

Our time is running out. Gotham's in flames, Batman's death has rocked the city. We're trying to muscle into the big leagues, but it's harder than we'd expected. If Blackie and I hope to make it out of this alive, we're going to need either a miracle or some big-time help.

Old thread here: boards.4chan.org/qst/thread/29428/gotham-city-streets

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Context : You arrived in a strange land full of towers and lights. You fell off a cliff, then crawled to a tower with a pink light crowning it. There, you found a dead man fastened to the wall, skewered with needles. You looted him.

Continued below.

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Jason awakes in the dark cell, his memory was extremely foggy, all he can remember is a name... Cape Coron, that and his own name it was Jason... Jason... he couldn't remember his last name, or anything else really he was male, and White, but that's it. his train of thought was derailed when the door opened revealing a bright white light and the silhouette of a strange humanoid figure, it had strange spines on its back, large talons, and a strange xenomorph-like head, but it was not a xenomorph when it spoke, it was like multiple voices talking at once. it said "Hello Jason, you have been chosen by the embassy of gods to battle an ancient evil, we shall bestow upon you powers that has no parallel, it begins tomorrow, for now, sleep" and with that, the figure waved its hand, and Jason collapsed
WHAT SHOULD HAPPEN?

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You awake to the sound of frantic barking and shattered windows. You bolt up. Light streams out from a hole where the window used to be. Your dog is still barking. A slime covered arm reaches through the window, a soft moaning follows.

You curse, jump out of the bed and:

>Grab your trusty sword
>Grab your trusty (magic) staff
>Grab your trusty bow
>Grab your trusty spear

(roll 1d12, highest wins)

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You are a time traveller from the future and you are on a quest to make 9/11 happen sooner, the first person to reach George Bush and has the highest charisma stat will be able to convince him to perform 9/11 sooner, you may team up with other anons in order to accomplish your quest more efficiently
Allahu Akbar my friends!

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RISK THREAD 2.0! Where the rules matter!

Dice rolls instead of post numbers! Put "dice+1d10000" in the options field without quotes.

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Previous Thread: >>77400

Eat, reproduce, and evolve.

Adapt and grow.
Upon eating, gaining parts, and building. The prize will be points. Points is a way to go the next level.

Get legs and go to land = 20 points
Get arms and walk on 2 feet = 50 points
Gain intellect = 60 points
Build tribes = 80 points
Build city = 100
Build spaceship: 120 points
Go to space: 140
Colonize a planet: 200

1, 3, 5, 7, 8, and 9 decide what your species will do.