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The time is December 12, 1942. The place is a hellish city known to most as Stalingrad. You are a German soldier.
You patrol a wide city street strewn with carnage. It smells like rot and the near-constant 88 fire is deafening, but you don't care because your mind is in a small German town called Kusel. You wonder if your girlfriend thinks about you as much as you think about her. You wonder if your friends have been shipped off like you have. In fact, you do so much wondering that you do not notice the flash 400 meters away that sends a bullet through your squadmate's heart.
The combination of your friend's scream, the rifle's crack, and your commanding officer yelling to get down snap you out of your whimsical daydreams and invite you back to the situation at hand. You quickly throw yourself into the cover of a collapsed store and attempt to return fire. Your efforts to suppress the unseen enemy are ineffective and you are forced to watch as your friends are cut down one by one. You realize you have been out of ammunition for quite some time. You throw down your gun and walk out to accept death.
Nothing happens.
You realize the sniper must have forgot about you while trying to keep track of the others.

You decide to:
>run back to base like a little bitch
>wait for the sniper to come collect tags
>go to the sniper instead
>off yourself
>have a mental breakdown

As well as:
>collect ammunition off the other MG42 guy who is dead
>ditch your MG42 for a K98
>ditch your MG42 for an MP40

Also you're a cute anime grill
Reposting this because I fell asleep yesterday

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Through sheer will and anger your soul materializes into a humanoid form. You remember nothing. You only feel strong urge to rip and tear, and to live.

You find yourself in something that looks like a dungeon. Bare walls, no torches (this is when you realize your darkvision), splatters of blood on the floor, spider webbings. You realize you are not alone in the room: there are three husk-like zombies. Two seem to be in cataconic state, third one is facing towards the door and swinging it's club blindly in the air.


You only wear a loincloth and wield a dagger in your hand. Before you begin to act, your materialization completes. You resemble your past self a tiny bit more. Choose starting gift:

>Warrior: +2 STR, +2 CON, Chain shirt (+4 AC), Masterwork Longsword (+1 to hit, 1d8), +5 to rolls when destroying environment
>Rogue: +2 DEX, Longbow and 20x +1 arrows, 1d6 sneak attack ability, trapfinding ability
>Mage: +2 INT, Eldritch Blast at will (1d6 damage projectile, 6 squares range), arcane spellcasting (two 0, one 1 level spell casts per rest), spellbook (0: light; 1: mage armor)
>Cleric: +2 WIS, +2 CON, Leather armor (+2 AC), Mace (1d8), divine spellcasting (two 0, one 1 / rest), holy symbol (0: create water; 1: cure light wounds)

You are not bound by the so-called 'classes' and can learn any ability freely in the future.

For now your stats are:
[B]Health:[/B] 15
[B]Base bonus:[/B] +3
[B]AC: [/B]10
[B]Speed:[/B] 6 squares / round

[B]STR:[/B] 10
[B]DEX:[/B] 10
[B]CON:[/B] 10
[B]INT:[/B] 10
[B]WIS:[/B] 10
[B]CHA:[/B] -

Special abilities: Perfect darkvision

Attacks: Name (hit roll / damage roll)
Dagger (d20+2 / 1d4 )

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Greetings! I found about this board yesterday and I lurked for a bit till I saw some of these civ threads. I thought it would be fun if I gave it a shot.

>Rules
no rerolls
vote for other anons

The race is locked as Demon and the image is for reference as other races, I would hope, will pop up.

Dice rolls will be essential role of the game as it determines a good bit. Out of the first 3 rolls i will choose the highest. Crits which is the d# do extra affects to the option of your choosing.
0s, 1s, and low numbers can end poorly depending on the action.

d20s for magic or combat
>spell works and hits
d50s for luck (roll twice before tallied up and locked)
>trade, and deplomancy, scouting, ect.
d100s for civ wide events
>construction and time also large combat

Choosing options will not always need rolls so they will be out of what the majority wants.

>First vote is for location and leader name

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You, are a box.

But not just any box, you are a box that appears to have the ability to see, and is aware of its own existence. Not that that helps you much.

You do not know where you are, why you exist, what you are, or what these strange things around you are.

What, will you do?

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Your country is at war - and you are one of her generals! You have been called to- hang on.

We'll need to get this clear first - what era are you in?

> Classical
> Early Gunpowder
> Napoleonic
> Space Age

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I will tell you about the new world.

I will tell you about the Dungeon, and the Game that we will build. I will tell you of Melmat, the bridge between the astral and physical plane. I will tell you of the thoughforms which even now seeth inside me, a constant evolutionary battle to be born the optimal organism.

I will tell you everything, and all you must do is ask.

But before you ask, you must answer a question. . .

What is your Name?

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>My name is Frank!
I am at your disposal. What would you like to do today? I'm feeling horrible since I'm so horribly drawn. My eyes hurt.
But anyway I'm hanging out on this landscape that consists of a single line. We could go somewhere else of add things to this location. A home would be nice. I'm homeless.
But anyway, roll 1d20 and the first to score above 15 can affect my life in any way they please!

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Twitter: https://twitter.com/bookerman32
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Quest Theme: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_2Nj8OxYLTw [Embed]

Far off, nestled in an otherwise small Japanese town lies the Dark Gate Academy. An institution of tremendous size, the Academy holds a long kept secret. Unknown to the outside world, this unseemly town is home to a tear in our reality. A gate between our world and a bizarre dimension known as the Darkworld. The inhabitants of this hellish world breach this gate and attempt to flood into our reality and spread throughout the world on a regular basis. However, the Dark Gate Academy is home to students of truly extraordinary abilities. The ability to sense the presence of these evil Darkword creatures, and defeat them in combat, sending them back through the gate.

They cannot close the rift between our world and the Darkworld, but the students and staff of Dark Gate Academy have dedicated their lives to using their amazing powers to hold back the darkness that plagues our world, even if it costs them their lives. They have risen up to the challenge and in secret have become great heroic defenders of the world as we know it.

You... are not one of them. You are a transfer student. There was a bit of a mix-up.

>Previously on Dark Gate Academy...
Upon discovering the school's dark nature, you attempt to escape. But after some strange developments (and a lecture from the head of class) your curiosity gets the better of you, and you decide to stick around for now.

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This Cassilda fellow has made you forget that you are, currently, in a military encampment. Or at least the part of town that is dedicated to the military.

It would most definitely not be the first town to be founded in the wake of a military expedition, following the base grid of a well-organized military encampment, but while you're vaguely familiar with places that used to be camps hundreds of years ago, you are now witnessing a town in the making. Stuck in the uncanny valley of being the most fortified military outpost in this untamed continent and at the same time the destination of most colonists, whose living spaces are cluttering the Southern border up.

No real structure is visible outside of wooden fortifications and some strange, stone building you can barely spy past the tents to the South. The tents you're surrounded by, dyed with the blue and gold of the Royal Army of Rune, are all very regular and in perfect order and, compared to the small and still in construction thorp that is New Royo, give an idea of great solidity, though not of permanency.

The impromptu yard you are in, with luscious green grass, sitting behind a circle of tents, is peaceful and devoid of anyone but you and Cassilda, this well-dressed foreigner with a short and lithe figure and bright blonde hair, ears and tails. A canid, though the white tips on her tails give away a specifically foxlike heritage, and the bright blue of her eyes further mark how she's not really from Rune.

There also are some more somatic traits on her face that give her an air of oddity, which you're starting to pick up the longer you spend in her presence and which probably are the most telling. People that blonde you might find somewhere else, and after all, despite your demonic features, your own somatic details are almost identical to those of your father, which strangely make you look like less of a stranger than Cassilda.

“So”, she cracks a smile that is still far more smug than necessary, “Do you need a tour of the camp? We military types are well-organized but once you get to the civilian part it's easy to get lost, though I'm told it's also easier to meet interesting people”.

Bryld is still very close to you, though not clinging any more now that the time for attempts on fluffy tails has passed. She isn't squeezing nor pulling, she's just absent-mindedly clinging to your arm, showing an appreciable degree of confidence and warmth in being where she is.

Tahenohan is busy smelling the air close to Cassilda's teapot, though you can also spy her pointy ears twitching and noticeably budging a lock of two of her black, curly and sense-defying hair every time they move.

>”Yes, I'd like a tour of the military part”.
>”Yes, I'd like a tour of the civilian part”.
>”Yes, please show us around”.
>”No thanks, we'll manage”.
>”Won't Stanley be mad you opened his letter?”.
>”What do you do around here?”.
>Other?

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You can't flim flam the zim zam Part 2

Since we only made it about half way through before getting killed Ill give ya fucks another chance!

Stand your ground, kill a Dindu and win your day in court!

You are about to go out on your neighborhood watch duty and you need to chose what to bring with to protect you. Entire game played with 25 sided dice

you own

A Hipoint c9 (GLAWK FOWTY) stealth holstered 24 upholstered 18, reliability 13, stopping power 19. capacity 8

Glock 19 Stealth holstered 24 upholstered 19 ,reliability 24, stopping power 19, capacity 15

ar 15 stealth 5 reliabilty 23 stopping power 24 capacity 30

CHOSE YOUR WEAPON

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> welcome one and all to Travelers of the land!

> in this epic adventure anons shall travel the land in search of adventure of the highest order, and deliver great justice upon

>the forces of evil the plague the land ( or become evil who knows this is anon we are talking about.)

>I hope for us to all have great time, and begin something cool.

Before we can embark on our quest though like all RPGS we need to name the protagonist!

>Insert name here. (First to get dubs shall be victorious!)

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Previous Thread: >>27847

If you are interested in joining the game, please read pic related, open innawoods.net and use a dice roller such as (http://www.path-o-logic.com/misc/random_dice.html) to play. Once you finished creating your character post your innawoods picture in the thread for me to take a look and I will try and fit you in the story.

The story so far:

A team of four mercenaries have been put together by their employers at DynCorp for a drug eradication operation in the vast jungles of Columbia.

Their mission is to sweep and clear a cocaine factory which is located approximately 150 square miles of the LZ. This mission has been attempted before, but with avail.

To put it short, he team so far has traveled east until they found a river, traveled to the source to find a waterfall, got attacked by an anaconda whilst sleeping and found a cocaine stash hidden behind the waterfall. Upon finding the cocaine stash, it appears to have a date set three days from the current day, which would be one day before the mission ends. The team must decide how to take action with this new information.

The team must:

• Track and infiltrate the cocaine plant

• Rescue any survivors from the previous mission

• Destroy the Cocaine stash

• Complete the mission within the time given (120 hs)

The current team consists of four members.

MDP

HP: 100

Equipment:

Medium rucksack x1
Thigh pouch x1
Benelli M2 Tactical x1
9x39 Rifle rounds x 90
Needle & Thread x1
Foldable surplus shovel x1
Casserole pan x1
Gasoline can(filled with water) x1
Twigs x1
Watch x1
Compass x1
_______________

Damian

HP: 60

Equipment:

Small backpack x1
RPG-7 (Loaded) x1
Black shoulder pouches x1
30-06 Clip (for M1 Garand) x3
Lighter Fluid x1
Smoke grenade x1
Makeshift splint x1
_______________

Wylde Grey

HP: 100

Equipment:

Hiking backpack x1
Plate carrier x1
Double barrel shotgun x1
12 Gauge shells x9
_______________

Georgi

HP: 100

Equipment:

Small backpack x1
Thigh pouch x1
FN-SCAR-L x1
5.56 magazine x3
Trusty keys x1

Thank you for reading and have fun!

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Well, I've been wanting to make a CYOA thread for a while, but hey, i cant draw with a deadline like CYOA threads demand.

I mean, i can draw, but not well in the space of 10 minuites.
So I'll draw in MS paint. Really shittily. With a mouse.


So, lets get started.

You wake up in what looks like a basement.
One of your arms is chained to the wall.
What do you do?

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Ascension Quest
Chapter 1

Your name is Jericho, and you're a fan of the supernatural and unexplained.
Most days are filled with browsing /x/, watching only the highest quality animu, and contemplating your own mortality and how meaningless a single human life is in the grand scheme of things.

Needless to say, you've got some anxiety issues, friend, and the moment you close your eyes at night if you aren't masturbating to scanlated doujins, you're thinking about the universe in too much depth. Insomnia and chronic migraines don't help, and you're almost always tired.

Your hometown of Murkwater (population: 3,500) is dull with nothing exciting going on, which does nothing to help pre-occupy your mind as your final year of high school begins after the summer.

Luckily for you, some anon from /x/ has recently detailed their recent supernatural encounters in one other than your neck of the woods and there's no doubt that this means adventure!

This particular anon reported the following, all of which occurred approximately a week ago before their leaving town, and provided photographic evidence:

- A probable skinwalker in the mountains by the Eve Creek caves.
Anon claimed that they were taking pictures outside of the caves on the east side of the mountain and geared up to explore the insides when they heard a chattering sound from the distance--like teeth clicking together erratically.
Following was the voice of their mother saying, "Anon, are you hungry?"
When Anon was unresponsive, scrambling to open the video recorder on their phone, the voice snarled and went much deeper, screaming, "get out of here!"

- Vampires in the Murkwater Mansion, which you know from local gossip was purchaed just a month ago by a pair of strange twins who don't ever leave during the day but tip pizza delivery drivers generously.
Anon claimed that they'd encountered them behind the old shopping plaza (which is nothing but empty shops with broken windows in modern times) sucking the blood of an unconscious man with a syringe, then followed them back to the manor but didn't move past the gate.

- A ghost in the graveyard a mile off the interstate. Anon was stopping by on their way out of town, taking photographs and saw a white flash out of the corner of their eye. They saw the semi-transparent figure of a man in a long coat walking past a row of graves and into the woods. Pictures from their phone showed the same individual cloaked in a bright glow and orbs floating around.

Time for the most exciting time of your life to finally begin--to break the boring, normal reality that confines your heart.
There has to be more to this life, this consciousness...you'll discover--something!

Feeling determined to discover something, anything of the unknown, you weigh your options, think about what extra supplies to pack (snacks are always necessary), and think of what to investigate first as the sun sets...

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This is a multiplayer Civilization Game, Anons will vote on two starting Races, and two starting environments for those races

OP/me will post Map updates, Anons will post rolls and actions for each turn. The games is OP vs Anons. The game is freeform, any feasible action will be considered, and rolls will decide what happens. Read the rules on Pic.

The game starts with two Clans Cast out of their homelands and landing on the Beaches of a new land. The First thing they do is ceremonially dismantle their Banished Boats, and clear some land for a Base Camp.

The First thing to decide for the two Clans is:
>Race
>Environment
>Banished Boat Gift