The first response to each of my posts decides what you will do!
You wake up in your bed to the sound of your alarm clock. You groggily wipe the sleep out of your eyes. What is your first action?
>>35382
Be first.
>>35393
You are first! Ok, now that thats out of the way, what do you do?
>>35424
die
Hello. Trying my hand at a quest thread here.
No I'm not the dude that does Breeding Season.
First off, WHO ARE YOU? And WHAT IS YOUR NAME?
>>25265
Gravedigger Parmesean
A hikkikomori with high ambitions, training to master either Hamon or Spin (what jojoverse we in?)
>>25265
JosephJordan
>>25265
I'm Avery Agejo. I'm just your average jo(jojojojojojo)
This will take some getting used to.
It is six in the morning. You have been brutally awoken. Just outside the window yonder lies the bastard sea beasts that island life uses to torture you.
Your name is Ami, and Summer Break just started. You are a normal girl whose only noticeable quality is good grades and long hair. That's fucking boring. Everyone knows that main character types must have something that stands out. Other than eyebrows.
Those don't count.
You have decided that you want to be not boring. It is important for your 'self esteam' and future likelihood of being noticed by people. Probably.
All that matters is that the seagulls outside your house are fucking annoying, and you are a boring normal person. Such a crisis while you are only a teenager. How far the world has fallen.
>Scream at the seagulls to leave you alone.
>Get a new hairstyle.
>Contemplate how to make senpai notice you.
>Get a new hairstyle.
>Get a new hairstyle.
>>23133
Change your hairstyle
(you) wake up in a jail cell. Nauseated, you rise to your feet and observe your surroundings. You notice that the cell you are situated in has only a bed, a cheap light fixture (not pictured), a rock-hard mattress, and a floppy sword lying on the "bed". You do not remember who or what you are, and the only thing you remember is farming for (you)s on the (you) plantations next to your home, somewhere far away. Strange things are amiss, and you should try to find out more about your odd situation.
>>23122
See throught the bars
Rolled 4 (1d6)
take a VERY close look at the floppy sword
>>23122
Twist t-shirt into rope, hang self from bars on door
This is LISDIDMIT. He is a single, powerful being with six different though processes, so therefore he has six different personalities.
What should he do first on this wonderful day?
>>23055
A HANDSTAND
>>23055
Create six other LISDIDMITs
>>23055
A BACKFLIP
The year is 2100, 84 years after Marxist Sandy Bergman was elected president of the USA.
You wake up next to your gay lover Kyler.
What do you do?
Fuck Kyler
>>22459
I succ his peenus weenus :33
Rolled 79 (1d100)
>>22459
Go downstairs to make toast
I desperately need a drink after my breakup last week, so my mates take me to our favorite bar. We order a round and drink heartily. I am reserved and emotionally distant but my friends try to cheer me up with a game. We look around the room and each of us finds a person. We write down what we think their life story is and why they're in the bar. This is when I see you – a lonely old man sitting by yourself. I might be inebriated but even I can tell your wrinkles tell a story.
I jot down “figthr plot and cancrr__vivor.” I am too drunk to spell and my mates are too drunk to care. Now that we have our targets we must approach them and see how close we were. The winner has to buy the next round, and I have little money left because of that bitch, but that's neither here nor there.
I approach you, stumbling across the bar like a clown. You don't even notice me sitting next to you because you're so deep in thought. I must admit I am oddly captivated by the look in your eyes, and I am almost afraid to break the atmosphere. My words catch in my throat for just a moment and I blurt a haphazard, incoherent sentence. Puzzled, you turn to me and state in bewilderment. I ask again, “My [friends want] me to get your life [story and [everything after this is a haze]].”
You seem confused for a moment and after a brief, delicate moment you look like you're about to cry. You ask if I really want to know and I nod. How else am I to get another round? I ask if you were a fighter pilot in the war. You ask which one and I say, “Any war.”
You gaze back down at your drink and whisper half-to-yourself, “It's a hell of a story.” I stare at you half dazed and manage to slur out “Well get on with it then my [drinks are waiting].” After a moment you turn to me once more and say, “It all started in '22. My name is...”
>>21435
Bubba Sweetley
>>21435
Punished Henderson
>>21546
I served in the English RAF
GROW + TERRAFORM = GROWFORM
Collect points to advance your interests once in the world, but first you have to create your player.
1 - SHROOM - Easy reproduction with great point accessibility and versatility, poor social skills.
2 - HUMAN - Poor reproductive abilities and point accessibility, but intelligent, mobile, and social.
3 - PLANT - Focus on growth and defense, with many possible forms.
4 - FISH - Tentatively confined to water, a prized catch for other species, with access to underwater areas.
5 - BIRD - Excellent social skills, more easily connect to spirits, and can fly.
6 - RAT - Fast and stealthy, awful social skills but can eat just about anything.
7 - STINK IMP - Smell keeps everything away, low intelligence, low strength, high mobility, more easily connect with dark spirits.
8 - TORTOISE - Very slow but great defense from things like poorly depicted storms or spears.
Species with the most votes by the time I finish drawing the world is selected. First response counts for two.
stink imp quest
>>20833
Stink Imp Tortoise Hybrid Abomination Quest. BE THE STIMPTORT
Hello, this is my first civ quest so if I do anything wrong please tell me. Start with choosing a race and a place.
>>51316
You might want to use a bigger pic, Anon. Anyways.
>Gnomes
>Swamp
Banjo playing geniuses.
>>51368
Thank you fellow Anon.
Myceanea in the Jungle
You wake up in a dark room of the evil knight, who has kidnapped you! You can see nothing because of the darkness, but sometimes a glimpse of light finds it's way through the window, which is located to your left. Regarding to the reflection, You can see an iron sword right in front of you, and on your right is a chained iron door with a lock in the middle, remember, you're an adventurer and have some rogue skills to use, either way, what would YOU like to do?
>>50922
The sword is real and not just words on page to Mike. These archaic surroundings show promise on being solid. He focuses intently on Existence. He needs this to be real. Mike has the face of a desperate soldier, Mike has the eyes of a man learning the language of the dead eyed monstrosities that hide in the dark
>I am Mike
Thread derailed, GG.
The world we knew is dead. Nuclear war has destroyed most of our country. And to make it worse, the fallout radiation has mutated most people into abominations.
Normalfags are dry zombies.
Hambeasts have been mutated into massive Lardshuffler carnivores.
Niggers are super niggers.
The only large group that remains unmutated is a syndicate of SJW feminists that want to eradicate all men.
You are a beta kissless virgin. You have lived in a shitty tiny apartment on the east coast, shitposting on /b/ your whole life. The only refuge available is a massive citadel, built around Lake Tahoe CA. You need to assemble a team (or are you going solo?), gather supplies, hijack some kind of vehicle, and run like hell.
Get to the nearest barbershop.
you can use strawpoll.me for voting
>>50577
Nice.
It's cold, and there is smoke in the air. You remember what air feels like as something tells you that you have finished refueling.
For whatever reason, everything hurts. When trying to remember your circumstances, all that comes to mind is the assurance that you are in an AUXILIARY OUTFLOW PIPE and that you still have possession of the MAIN STARTER. After a while, it becomes clear that you can move your limbs, though your memory is still loading.
Standing may be an issue, and there are noises similar to your own reactor coils coming from near by as pieces of metal fall to a nearby surface. Something is waking up.
Your frame is 40% intact, you have 100% fuel. Your connection to the network is weak, and your HUD is set to the OFF position... Only posts ending in odd numbers can provide meaningful commands.
What will you do?
>>49800
Leave the pipe.
>>49877
To say it was an easy journey would be a lie - you had to crawl through auxiliary-auxiliary ducts strewn about the curved floor until gravity finally did its job. Unfortunately, you forgot to withdraw your fueling tubes and they flop about in a messy electric tangle.
Whatever was waking didn't stop waking, and your budding memory suggests it was an ANTIBODY that won't stop pursuing. Falling through the air into a large chamber, you land on top of a sub-station of some kind. It would be easy to get down from, though you seem to be surrounded on all directions by a wide open chamber, except for the direction to your right.
The fall hurt a little bit and exertion took a minor toll.
Your frame is 39% intact, you have 98% fuel. Your connection to the network is decent, and your HUD is set to the OFF position... All commands seem functional at the moment.
>>49954
Turn your HUD ON.
You are in a bedroom.
You see Crab Nicholson.
He has no mittens; his claws are menacing.
Obvious exits are:
>Bathroom
>Living room
>Kitchen
>Crab Nicholson's ULTIMATE LAIR OF AWESOMENESS
Posts ending in 0, 3 and 7 get to make the decision of what to do.
>>48714
I would say go to bathroom
>>48727
You evasively wander into the bathroom. The stench of salty water and salmon is almost overwhelming, but you manage to stay quiet.
You see a large sink, a bathtub, and a very large toilet. There are 4 objects on the sink: a very used toothbrush, an empty tube of toothpaste, some ripped condoms, and hairspray.
Obvious exits are:
>Bedroom
>Living room
>>48751
Grab the hair spray and go out to the living room
You wake up at 9:00 AM on a monday morning, whats the first thing you do?
Dub chooses where we go from here.
>>48453
Chug down my daily can of steroids
>>48466
You chugged a bottle of steroids! Good Job! You're feeling fucking pumped! It's time to go out and start your day. Where do you go?
first post ending in 5 determines where we go.
>>48501
Home and stay there for the rest of our litersl infinite eternity. Become literally unable to ever literally leave. literally.
You're awoken from your sleep by a loud knocking on your apartment door. You've been holed up here every since the emergency signals started broadcasting. Though you're still unsure as to the exact emergency, you do know that it has something to do with a mutated strain of rabies or something along that line.
The knocking grows louder and brings you back into reality. Maybe it's the government finally coming to the rescue, or perhaps it's something far more sinister.
Do you...
> Ask who's knocking at the door
> Shout violently for whoever it is to leave
> Open the door and see who it is
> Look out of the peephole.
(First quest, so please be gentle)
Look out the peephole.
>>46269
Open the door
Shout violently