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>>1626737
Hey, I came here on time!

Last time, on Another Dragon Ball Quest: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/1573112/
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It's been 10 days since you, Krillin, and Chiaotzu arrived at Raijin's bountiful mountain garden and began your training, which more or less consisted of trying to plow 300 meters worth of hard, rocky mountain top soil into something farm worthy. The Thunder god had given the three of you heavy hoes, though you noticed that as time went on they were becoming lighter and lighter, probably because you're a big girl who eats her veggies!

Not only that, you and others managed to get some training in each morning before plowing, and you're learning a lot from mister Krillin. Apparently he and Goku grew up together and trained under the Turtle Hermit himself! At the same time you and Chiaotzu kept up with your usual training routine of you trying to fight against his psychic abilities.

But on today, the tenth day, you finally struck the ground for the last time. "Phew." You breathe heavily, wiping the sweat from your brow as you look back at the whole three-hundred meters worth of land. "THAT was a lot of plowing." You exclaim, sitting down on your tushie as Krillin and Chiaotzu sit down beside you.

"Uh, maybe a better choice of words Saff, but yeah that was a lotta' hard work." Krillin agrees, laying back and enjoying the nice breeze the storm gives.

Chiaotzu flexes his fingers a bit, blinking at them before pointing at the three hoes you were using, lifting each one of them up effortlessly. "And I think we've gotten stronger too! Maybe this is what Raijin wanted the whole time!"

You grin, flexing the muscles in your arms and getting excited at how strong they feel. At how strong YOU feel!

>Let's find out how much stronger you've gotten!
>Roll me some d50's, best of 4
>1-9: 100
>10-19: 200
>20-29: 300
>30-39: 400
>40-49: 500
>50: 800

Rolled 49 (1d50)

>>1626761
Rollan

Has it really just been around a week and a half since this all started? You’ve seen horrifying abominations to god three times the size of a normal person, you’ve seen walking corpses, sometimes eating dead bodies, and you’ve been turned into one of these lovecraftian horrors yourself. As the realization hits you, you sigh. Your description is wanted by the government for being an inhuman man-eating monster, you’ll be lucky enough if you avoid getting identified completely, but past that, how would you go back to a normal life? There have been three outbreaks of this fucking Lovecraft virus within the span of a decade, you’ll be beyond lucky if screening for this doesn’t become a common part of every drug test.

And not just you, Nina is stuck here. And she’s been in the redzone, a redzone you haven’t even heard of anyone being able to leave yet. Just getting her to the Yellow zone would mean that you would have to vanish and the question of where you ended up would come up. Practical problems aside you also have to take into account your cousins mental health. For having been dropped into instant hell and her cousin becoming whatever you are, she’s held up amazingly well.

Shit, you just realized you haven’t confirmed if Madison is Ok or not, maybe now wouldn’t be the worst time to call Alexis and-

“ghrrgh”

What was? Was that a growl? You turn around and see it on the top of the roof to the gun store, you were napping too long and one of those large hunters has spotted you.

>Fight
Or
>Flight

>>1621541

HE! LIVES!

>Fight

You hop off your bike, just in time too. As you land on your feat the large brawler leaps just in front of you, swinging its claw. You dive under it and roll, standing ready to strike back.

>Go for the melee
>Draw your guns and strafe it
>Go to the rooftop.

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>Emily Torvald

By the way, feel free to suggest write-ins.

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>Kay Smith

Born just "Kay", adopted "Smith" as a surname for work in more affluent areas. She grew up in a hive world slum, working and fighting, until Emily took her on board. She's the muscle.

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>Fitz

A posh and sheltered young man from the upper classes, now in a life of "romantically daring adventure". Or possibly on the run. It's not your business.

Post something already!

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I'm in detention...

I've NEVER been in detention. Not in my whole life.

Plus side, I think it's only cause I snuck into an area that was off limits and almost crashed the school.

Downside? I'm in trouble for almost crashing the school. Or worse.

At least the others are safe. Not because the principal let them go or anything... Once they noticed she was out there they just fell back and never left the hole. Haven't seen them since...

So, now I'm just stuck in here for... I don't know. I don't even know

What do people do in detention? Do I just wait this out?

I'm going to have a heart attack, I think.

>>1619012
Tali, you should update your journal. Your entries on Ceera and Vaisi don't even mention that you're dating them and care for them dearly.

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Archived threads:
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Wretched%20Sea

1st Thread: Introduces naval combat and economic mechanics.

2nd Thread: Introduces looting in the ruins, the large-scale Battle of Sbvysek.

3rd Thread: Heavy exposition for the Republic, the Citadel Navy, and Reynolr himself.

4th Thread: Revelations about the unsettling amulets popularly worn by Scrap Bay nobility, and a great deal of exposition in general from a untrustworthy and evasive source in Céleste Chapuis.

5th Thread: Strange journeys with Miss Chapuis using the amulet - after dropping off the Republic prisoner with your new acquaintance in Scrap Bay, you set out into the southern Interim Sea on escort duty only to face a remarkably accurate Republic ship in a blinding storm.

6th Thread: Exploring the ruins of the fortress, you encounter a thinking relic of the Old Empire, and after an unsettling encounter, repair the Brora. After, you find your way to... Vryag, was it? You were chasing something, but you can only really remember the red speckling the walls, and a wreck-strewn beach. It seems like another world, but no one else shares your memories.

7th Thread: You explored an island, didn't you? Something about a mission, and cliffs of crystal... a sharp headache dulls this line of thought. You've stopped thinking about it, mostly - the present, your duty, and your crew - those are what's important.

8th Thread: You fight a battle with an uppity civilian, and the cargo you seize entangles you in the mission of Mr. Bucard, who seeks an ancient spire north of the Kraegsk.

9th Thread: Alongside Céleste and Kenneck, you pass the time on a cargo ship with stories. Upon reaching the Volcano, you board Bucard's airship, where all is not right...

Twitter: https://twitter.com/ScribeQM

>>1619056
Good to see ya Scribe. Hope life's treating you well.

Nice to see the Quest's still going.

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Céleste: I still hear it, Reynolr. Scratching and tinkling and wheezing pipes... machinery hammering and something like a hammer smashing up the machinery... hurts to hear it.

Kenneck: Guarding the searchlight deck, your de facto quarters.

>>1618951
>using enemy art from kibgdom Hearts 1

I legit thought I was seeing a Keyblade quest.

20+3= 23
Critical taunt!

"With how you let her die, I doubt very much you'll find much of it left." You say to the Cleric, noticing a break in his cool "Some friend you were, abandoning your comrade to die when she called for your help. I may be a soul devouring monster, but I stood by my allies when I was alive, even in the face of a far greater evil. What have you ever stood against except small fry monsters?" You continue, the cleric's control wavering.

"You are a failure as a cleric, as an adventurer, and as a human being. You should just surrender now, and make your worthless life of some use."

The cleric charged, his arm ablze in golden fire and his eye exploding with holy rage. "Die you abomination!" He cried, only to recieve a Spirit bolt striaght into his face and sending him to the ground.

[Enemy Reduced by ten due to critical taunt]

[Dex roll total 21, Overhwleming success]

[20 damage dealt!]

The cleric slowly rose from the ground, shaking as he tried to focus himself and get his bearing. He was trying to mumble his Hymms, but seemed to be stumbling on the words.

[Cleric is stunned!]

>What do you do?

>>1618966
Go in close since he is stunned, then Cold grip, then Soul Siphon II
He seems to be at deaths door anyhow

>>1620344
Hm.
I don't even know. I'd be up for continuing Tublat's story, but I'm also not averse to starting a new one.
Someone vote for me please.

>>1620344
>New Game
Show me whatcha got OP.

>>1620374
>>1620366
Seeing as there's a bit of activity, I'll close voting in like half an hour

>>1618891
“I, uh...well…” He’s lost his nerve, no doubt, but at the same time, he refuses to lose face by answering no, it seems.

“Oh, come, come!” Sen seems to be actually quite jovial. “I’m sure a young, strapping lad like yourself can at least land a hit on an ‘old-timer’ like me, eh?” He even pats the kid on the back- you can hear the ‘thump’ and see him flinch. “Tell ya what, I’ll even let you bring someone else into it- just in case any of you might have been feeling the same. How about it?”

Bao quickly swivels his head around to the rest of the dozen trainees- almost as one they step back. This-

>includes you. Bao kinda deserves it for always being a jerk.
>doesn’t include you. Lu’s a hothead, but he’s a nice enough kid. You’ll back him up.

>doesn't include you
Bros before olds yo. You gotta support your pal even if you don't quite agree with him.

Tuesdays are kinda slow...

hiya

Charlie Chaplin's Fascist Stache
California
Dark Red

We start when 3 people join.

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First Thread: >>1551976

Inventor Penkala, Intern Whitworth, and Bosun Joy descended to the surface of Planet FSA-89 to investigate the abandoned Carpos Station. Their ship, the Capsula Cinerea, was badly damaged. In order to escape, they needed to find a new radial charge incapacitator.

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>>1618533
A second landing pad that could potentially contain spaceship parts was speculated to exist at r31. The crew began their trek.

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>>1618535
They faced many robotic adversaries as they traversed the station, and made a valuable ally in the robotically enhanced teddy bear Penkala created, named Teddy Robovelt.

----------Part One----------


She placed her foot upon the little stool in front of her, and leaned over to tie the laces of her boot. Wonder Woman, as she was known to the world, was getting dressed and preparing herself. Not for a day of fighting crime, or rescuing a cat from a tree. No. She getting ready to see a friend. A rather sick friend. Not sick in the sense of having the flu, or a bad case of stomach cramps. (Though that might be more fun than what her pal was currently dealing with.) Sick as in, broken in spirit. Or rather, broken in body. More specifically, her bones.

It had been a long week for Kara Starr. Or, as she's better known by her public fans, Power Girl. Ever since that airplane struck her head on; catching her off guard. Typically, she could handle such a situation with no problem. But this time, a bad accident had gotten the better of her. Thankfully, she survived with only some scratches and a few broken bones. Well, quite a few broken bones to be exact. Fractured spine, dislocated hips and neck, broken arms with matching legs... you name it. And it was only right that her longtime friend and crime-fighting partner, Diana Prince [Wonder Woman] came to visit her in the hospital.

Hoping she could put a smile back on Kara's face, Diana stared at herself in the mirror, while fluffing out her long, black hair with her finger tips. Attempting to forcefully put on her best smile.

A good sense of humor always helped lighten the mood whenever Power and Wonder Gal hung out. Together, the two were often the victims of silly practical jokes and tricks each woman would play on the other. Diana's fake smile began forming into a little smirk as she remembered the time Kara had tied her shoe laces together. And the loud "thump!" she made upon hitting the floor. Or the time Kara disguised her voice, and prank called her at 3 o'clock in the morning, arguing with her about a free pizza she had won, and fighting over what toppings she could have.

Choosing to make the best of a bad situation, Diana decided the "get well soon" card and balloons she bought wouldn't quite be enough. No, no. With her friend now wrapped from head-to-toe in a full body cast, with only her feet, hands, and face sticking out, she couldn't let the opportunity pass to play a devious little joke on her. Something that would frustrate Kara, yet still cause her to look back and laugh about, someday.

Diana finished adjusting her hair in the mirror, and began trying to think up a fun prank to pull on Power Girl. Now was her chance to pull a fast one on her friend, being her current situation. But... what could Wonder Woman do to mess with Power Girl in her mummified state?

To be continued...

(What do you wanna see next?)

>>1618536

>What do you wanna see next?

The barrel of a shotgun right before it blows my fucking brains out after reading this garbage

>>1618955
Drawing up a map now, should have it up in a few

>>1618974
Don't suppose you considered using that hex map program?

Rolled 1 (1d6)

>>1618955
Just to keep things moving while I make the map....

While you have agreed to make the protection payments to Roya for the time being, you have no intention of continuing to do so long term, and have sent scouts to watch their outposts and assess it for any weaknesses, you expect a report from them in a few days in the meantime, you gather up a small shipment of wood, ore and meat to send to the Royans...

We have enough thralls to set up another resource gathering method, but will need to expand our numbers for future developments....

Whats our next move?

A. Survey the plains to the north
B. Set up a stone quarry in the old lakebed
C. Build a military training ground
D. Make contact with the settlement to our north
E. Build a proper stable for our horses
F. Other(write-in)

>>1624798
Oi, continue this one first
>>1621444

Hope that the solution to our problem lies beyond that door and go through it.

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>>1619311
You open the door, and go inside.
It seems like it's some kind of store. It is sparsely stocked.
Checking out one of the shelves, you see:

Orange: 20G
Book(Pretending to sleep in ten steps!) 20G
Book(Now who's mashin!) 100G
Random plant growing out of the shelf ???G
Box of magical cookies 40G

You have 100G.
The store has few customers. The one nearest to the shelf seems to be made of gems or something.

What do?

>>1619372
Ask vendor what his best product is.

Traps aren't gay senpai

>>1620059
Touchiemeself

>>1620059

Whelt the Wet