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You're in the desert. You've been unconscious. How the hell did you get here? You have a backpack on and there's a weird tent over the hill. What do you do?

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AzfFPONyjSw&ab_channel=Witcher2Game

You are a Witcher, a mutant trained from childhood to battle and slay monsters and other supernatural evils to protect mankind. Subjected to horrific Changes which gave you superhuman strength and agility as well as resistance to potions and toxins which would melt the insides of an ordinary man. You also possess extraordinary healing and regenerative abilities and freakish cat-like eyes to see in the dark.

Though drilled for enough combat to turn any small frightened boy into a master swordsman, a Witcher's first ally is preparation and knowledge before all else. Thus, be aware of your tools:

You carry two blades, one razor sharp steel sword and a second of meteorite silver, which while useless in an ordinary battle is deadly to magical creatures.

You are trained in a small selection of minor magical spells, known as Signs

Your instruction included rigorous memorization of herbs and plants and the many Potions possible to brew with them. You can also soak your blade in special poisons and Oils to imbue it with enhanced properties, sometimes necessary for particular monsters.

You may craft explosive bombs of various types with differing effects.

Lastly, an enchanted medallion hangs about your neck which will gently vibrate when in the presence of magic to alert you.

The Age which gave birth to Witchers has long passed. Your kind is few and fewer all the time, as the saying goes, no Witcher has ever died in his bed. Most drift from town to town, scorned by the peasants whose lives they save, eking out a living removing minor monster infestations one at a time in perpetual poverty. A few are the subject of myth and legend, titanic heroes and villains of fables for which the mundane truth is often more grim than the children and superstitious peasantry who listen to such tales would believe.

The Northern Kingdoms have recently recovered from a second devastating war with the black Empire of Nilfgaard which borders them to the south. Only by uniting together under the leadership of Foltest of Temeria did the nations of the North remain free and independent. Though united they were, tension hangs in the air now that the Black Ones are no longer an imminent threat for the time being. Though rest assured, Emperor Emhyr var Emreis - the White Flame Dancing on the Graves of his Enemies, will not rest until the entire world is within his dominion.

But the lines on the map are no concern of yours. Your stomach is as empty as your coinpurse and you find yourself at a crossroads, destinations marked on a signpost. Surely one of these locations will have need of your services, and hopefully the coin to afford them.

The nearby village of Blackwood is a possible source of income or perhaps you would rather trek the main highway towards the Temerian city of Verlain. Your horse can make the journey in a day's time if pressed.

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Rolled 1 (1d6)

You are in 600 A.D. You don't have Magic techs, but you got a bit of sword skills. To acquire Flea, you must go through the tower. Are you bad ass enough to get through "her' lair? The tower has a certain set of monsters that you must defeat in order to progress. At first, it starts with a few relatively weak monsters, BUT as you reach different floors, new harder foes will appear as you climb to the top of the tower.
First Dice roll with determine how many monsters you encounter on the first floor.

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Now with longer ranged weapons and closer deploy, as well as some other changes!

Joining is simple. Just think up a name for yourself and your ship, put it in the name field, then copy the stats of your ship into the body of your post. Then read the rules in the pic related and declare your actions!

(Diclaimer: since this is a beta, there's only one ship class available at the time)

Beta II-class frigate

Thrust: 1 hex for 2 AP

HP 13 AP 4
System thr. 10/7/4/1
Action thr. 7/4/1

Systems:
Heavy Railgun FPS(projectile) - to hit 4/7/5/2 dmg 8 at all ranges
Heavy Laser FPSA (direct) - to hit 6/5/3 dmg 8/4/2
Fire Control
Engine

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Welcome to Quest For Justice, where everything is made up and OP is a fag.

You are a guy tired of his lot in life, and wishing for the rough-and-tumble lifestyle of the Vigilante Crimefighter.

What do?

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Your eyes open slowly, and are immediately buffeted by the hard feeling of wind brushing by your face. You are falling. Falling very, very fast. Far below you, there are trees. They are getting bigger as you fall towards them.

Shit. Shit shit shit shit shit.

You feel around you frantically. There is something on your back. Some sort of metal pack.

You feel it up. There is some sort of button on side. In desperation, you slam.

Roll 1d10 to see how your parachute deploys.

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>You are a runaway slave of a nearby shogunates slave fields you murdered a guard and stole his shitty barely sharp katana all you have is a tattered kimono and this shitty sword your at a cross roads do you go left and head back to the empire of your formal slave masters or right and go out into the country side.

>Inventory- 1.Shitty Sword 2. Ratty kimono

>Lvl 0/10 XP (Vagabond Thief)

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Looking for a quality quest with deep characters, an engaging story, and interesting art that ties in to each post? Then bugger off, this isn't the thread for you.

Want to kill time messing around with your own magical dick, talk with cute catgirls, and debate about which is the best waifu? Get in here nigga.
In the last thread:

James, the hapless amnesiac, woke up one day in forest with no memory of who he is. Immediately, he was set upon by a spear wielding catgirl called Kenno, who kidnapped him and swept him off to her village. There he met the elder Wisdom Liagra, who was angered by his trespassing. Thinking fast, James convinced her he was a god reborn in mortal form, and she believed him due to his unique utter lack of magical potential.

James was now able to negotiate his freedom; in exchange for taking a wife, he’d be granted free passage from the village. Hijinks ensued and James met Kazzan, the blue-haired Kuudere, and Nemii, the busty bitch. During this, James discovered he suffers from an unfathomably small penis, and decided his new quest was to obtain a magnum dong to rival Danny DeVito. And so he took his first step into the strange world of magic, and became a level 1 Cock Mage.

After being presented to the village, James selected Kazzan, Nemii, and Kenno for a night of sweet passion in which they may compete for that sweet god D. Ultimately, Kazzan won title of best girl, and they were married later that day. Now James awaits his new waifu...

tl;dr
>Wake up amnesia
>Lengthy debate over best magical cat girl waifu
>Obtain penis magic
>Currently married to Kazzan (or just Zan)
>Nemii and Kenno potential mistresses
>Most importantly, we have a micropenis
Stats:
EXP GAINED: 275
EXP TO NEXT LEVEL: 825 (175/1000)
ACHIEVEMENTS: Attained level 1
LEVEL: 1
CLASS: Cock Mage
SKILLS: None
SPELLS: Cock Growth, Twin Dick


If you want to make a choice for the character, state what you want to do and roll 1d10 (dice+1d10). The first post that rolled a 5 or higher will be used, UNLESS a specific post gets voted as the choice. A post won't be considered popular enough to be considered unless it has a MINIMUM of four votes. Note that having multiple posts saying the same thing doesn't count as a vote for an action.

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You are a Jihadi, fighting among the ranks of ISIS. Currently you are in the back of a BMP with you fellow comrades on the way to assault a kurdish outpost.
>choose your name and weapon

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"Lets see what we can do in two hours" edition

ref to >>27804

You are a 17 year old guy named Mike.

Your girlfriend Kate just invited you to her house and asked you for money. After reluctantly giving her money, she left and made you guard the house.

What now?

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Rolled 4 (1d10)

Part 2 (last thread autosaged for some reason)
Story thus far >>17160
>You got your first creatures
and just foiled a robbery by Team Bucket
>You've chosen to go to Carrey's Gym
>You try to pass the guard trainer to head straight to the leader but...

OP Rolled 5 (1d6)
Anon Rolled 3 (1d6)

...The guard sees you

!

"Halt! You gotta battle me before you can get to the gym leader!"

You've been caught and now you have to battle. Guard sends out his Aipom, and you send out Loli 5

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This is going to be largely open to influence, so after the initial flurry of pre-planned posts, I may have to do a lot of extra writing to keep up with the changes in the story. Patience is appreciated.

>roll 1d20 when prompted
>write-in alternatives welcome
>let's go

It's quiet tonight, thankfully. You doubt you could effectively deal with a noise violation right now, let alone someone blazing through your quiet little speed-trap. Any other day, maybe, but today was special. Today was the day she finally broke it off with you. It was a long-time coming, sure, and it sucked being with her. It just turns out that not being with her makes you feel even worse.

Pulling out a flask from the front of your officer's uniform, you take a swig, before meeting your own red, puffy-eyed gaze in the mirror of your cruiser.

"Fucking pathetic…" You murmur, adjusting the mirror down to avoid having to look at yourself. There's a brief glint of silver reflected, and you catch a quick glimpse of your name on that tiny plate of metal.

>What is your name?

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The ship forces itself forward, perhaps thirty golem units below deck pulling on oars, and several homunculi scampering around the rigging, their odd, elongated forms lending them to such work. The main deck is a hive of activity, the sides of the vessel curled over to ensure the newborn goblins are not damaged by the weather. There are perhaps thirty adult goblins, and another fifty children, all of different sorts from different places, in shanty huts against the barriers of the ship's side.

It is a central part of the Goblin's success in this world, their ability to construct shelter seemingly anywhere, along with the sturdy nature of the whelps, their young. The directors sit around a table in the captains cabin, acquainting themselves with the human sized furnishings, and beginning to argue about where to land, in the north, the center, or the south of this new continent.

The Trade Prince, Castor, listens with startling interest at the babbling directors, cunning eyes whipping between heads. He raises his staff and slams it into the floor, silencing the directors.

''Stop prattling, I decide the course''

The directors bow and scrape, muttering submissive tones.

''We head....''

>North, somewhere no other settler has yet gone, and no-one knows the danger of, but is reported to be as cold as the northernmost parts of the old world.
>South, The place where the other colonies are for the moment, on an archipelago suitable for growing many exotic plants.
>Or straight ahead. It is estimated that if you continue your course you will land somewhere warm, with a temperature more than warm enough to grow grapes, relatively empty compared to the southern Archipelago.

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Continuation of >>>/tg/46945911

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Alright, so I found this board two days ago, and as any aspiring writer probably would, I got an idea.

Essentially, I wanted to do something like an asymmetric RPG dungeons n dragons type game where the thread controls an average player trying to complete some lofty quest based on rolling for battles and stuff like that. However, I wanted some story (lorefag alert) and so I got a vague idea of what I wanted to do. Essentially, the thread would create the character, pick their skills n weapons, interact with others, and then fight enemies. There will be an occasional bossfight but most enemy encounters will follow the uniform rule that there will be a voting period where people argue over how to deal with the thing, and then a rolling period to see how effective your strategy is. D10 is used for decisions, D20 is used for result calculations.

I know this has been done before, but I wanted to try my hand at being a QM and see what happens.

There are a few ground rules for how shit's handled, though.

>Most sexual requests will be ignored, simply on the basis that your character is a naked unknown man/woman and most people are armed and logically sound. Maybe at some point in the future, but for now, not gonna happen.
>If a player dies, an obituary detailing the name and state of them/their party as well as their proximity to the endgame, length of quest, and cause of death. Some last words and/or a statement detailing their end is included. Postmortem a new character can be started (under certain circumstances you can continue from earlier as a deceased character) which is a blank slate.
>Upon completion, the game ends. The thread will get a report detailing their accomplishments. Since I'm a faggot and want there to be multiple endings, if it's voted on then we can go back a bit and shoot for that.
>I'm a human being with a busy schedule, so if for some reason this gains traction then don't expect me to be writing very often. I'll try to get at least a few (6-7) entries done if I'm on at the time, but we'll see. My schedule probably means that if I'm on, I'll be on for like 2-4 hours.

Anyway, onto the quest itself.