Post Demonic Apocalypse Quest

>Jason Nigramanus

Latin for black hands. Seems probable that demonic overlords would give Latin surnames to their serfs

>>741222
Finally, somebody awake at this ungodly hour

At age 10 you were given a name. Jason Nigramanus was your title from that day on.

>How did Jason prove himself to the priest and his disciples? what landed him among some of the strongest in his lands?

>>741149
>preform
>raised

>Not so ritual beheading

Jason had to prove himself in a baptism of blood to be indoctrinated into the guardsmen. Sent out into the wretched wilderness to hunt down and slay a raider boss, Jason returned after 4 days. Wide eyed, bloodied, and with the head of the raider. He was formally joined afterwards.

>>741253
What's done is done no matter how shitty

>>741236
>>How did Jason prove himself to the priest and his disciples? what landed him among some of the strongest in his lands?

>giant of a man capable of snapping a raiders neck with one hand

>>741305
furthermore with that one hand

>black hand
>death hand

some shit or another alluding to his physical might

Your responses are taken. new post coming right up.

>>741258
>>741305
>>741311

When he stepped over the hill, and what were soon going to be his brother's in arms saw him in the distance, he was exhausted from the long haul. The gnarled branches and twisted landscape of the forest changed him. He came in a boy and trudged out a man. A man who had used his bear hand to pull the head of another human from its neck.

In the years to come he trained beyond what was required by the officers. He honed his skills to match the kind of man he wanted to be.
>CHOOSE YOUR CLASS
>The Trooper: Armed with a Piercer rifle (design formerly known as the m14), attached bayonet, and saber you aim for precise destruction.
>The Marksman: Armed with a Liberator rifle (design formerly known as the FN FAL) and a .45 pistol you aim to destroy many.
>The Brute: Armed with an Astaroth's Hand (design formerly known as the Winchester 1887) and a machete you aim to destroy with force that ensures true destruction.

>>741346
>>The Marksman: Armed with a Liberator rifle (design formerly known as the FN FAL) and a .45 pistol you aim to destroy many.

Highlighted wrong one

battle rifle yea

>>741346
The Brute!

>>741346

>The Brute: Armed with an Astaroth's Hand (design formerly known as the Winchester 1887) and a machete you aim to destroy with force that ensures true destruction.

>>741370
>>741367
By what could only be described as the opposite of meditation you've gained control over you rage. You have gained a sort of serenity in a world of madness, giving you a chance to think tactically where others might not. Within the heat of the battle you are quick to adapt as your weapon itself is built for it. The wide range of ammo variety available to you meaning you're a quick reload away from a new tactic. Your incredible strength is nothing to scoff at either.

>When using shotguns, high caliber rifles, magnum caliber pistols, and heavier implements you gain a +5 to your rolls.

>>741418
High calibers YES!

>>741418
>magnum caliber pistols

.44 magnum and a morningstar anyone?

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Fingers comfortably wrapped around the handle of your shotgun, you smile. Patrol duty is relaxing to you, as it means simply blasting slugs into the distance and blowing up raider heads. It's nothing like the stress of a raid or escorting a delivery.

But then you hear a sound coming from the left and your eyes dart towards it. A foot passes over the fence. Somebody has managed to sneak past you and you can tell through the holes in the chain link he's heading towards the village center. That is where the graves are located, and any dead missing would surely be a problem.

>How do you plan on taking this guy out?

>>741434

>charge, attempting to capture

>>741437
HUGE MAN RUN AND TACKLE!

>>741451
Seconding this. Can't use a corpse as a slave.

>>741437
>>741451
>>741467
You get up from the barrel you were sitting on and limber up.
>roll 1d100 to tackle this fool

Rolled 73 (1d100)

>>741469
YEAH!

Rolled 97 (1d100)

>>741469

>>741471
>>741473
>85
All the possible corpse thief hears before being slammed into by a heavily muscled guardsman is a loud yell. You stand above him, his face and form a bit hard to identify in the dark. He seems to be covered in growths and lumps. He must have been a devolved tribal or something.
>He was still awake. How do you deal with grave robbers round these parts?

Rolled 6 (1d100)

mystery rolls!

>>741497
>>He was still awake. How do you deal with grave robbers round these parts?

Thralldom?

>>741508
^what he said.

>>741526
>>741508
>6
he attempts to click a device in his hand, rapidly pressing the button to seemingly no effect. You pull him up by the arm, the pain of your tight grip shooting up his wrist, causing him to drop the device in his hand. Upon closer inspection he's not in the right attire to be a tribal. too much clothing. His growths appear to be stitched up, cueing you in that he must have had some form of remote explosive surgically implanted into his flesh.

>Servitude
You tighten your grip around his scrawny arm, breath puffing into his face
>How do you break the news to your wannabe suicide bomber?

>>741559
It's not very nice sneaking out here and trying to blow me up with you.. So you got two choices here freak, either you die at the hands of the guards or become my thrall. Choice is yours. or something that sounds less autistic

>>741580
sounds good

Rolled 15 (1d100)

Rolled 67 (1d100)

>>741592
oh no you don't

>>741592
>>741582
>>741580
>"It's not very nice sneaking out here and trying to blow me up with you.. So you got two choices here freak, either you die at the hands of the guards or become my thrall. Choice is yours."
>15
"Y-you are a sign! A sign from the powers that be! I have sinned! Sinned!! I must serve under you sir. If not the powers will never forgive me. I have abused the life they have given me. Please sir! Please for the love of all that makes this world ours don't be joking! If I die now I'll be tortured for centuries to come for squandering the gift that is a soul! I could be like those in the trenches after all. "

You haven't exactly heard of anybody living in trenches but it may be a regional difference in scripture. Either way you drop him to the ground as you hear your superior officer calling to you. As you make your way to the barracks the scrawny bomb boy follows behind, flinching whenever you make a particularly hard step.

Inside the barracks offices the ornately dressed officer within is chomping into the leg of a beast, blood dribbling down his chin "I see you stopped a tribal from digging up the dead again. That's nice and all but you have more pressing matters to deal with. Our ammo supplier has gone quiet and you need to check it out.". Before you can get a word in edgewise his two wives escort you out. It seems that you're going to need to begin pilgrimage to lands your people haven't wandered into since the ammo bearers started delivering themselves. With a duffle bag of supplies on your malformed man servant's back you begin your trek through the same woods you hunted that scum in at about 15. Since then the lands nearby have been tamed. The tree branches take the forms of the arms they have become familiar with, as opposed to the claws and grabbers they resembled in the years past.

Rolled 3 (1d10)

Roll for the journey ahead. 5 possible outcomes, boys.

>>741613
>3
As you trudge through the craggy woods it gets darker, sky disappearing as hands take it's place. You push past mutated digets with little care for the nicks you receive. That is until they get more common and painful. Stinging comes from all around you. You pull out a torch to see what beast might be attacking or what plants you're unknowingly stepping in, only for the air to burn up around you. The darkness around you was a swarm of insects, ones that now hurried their efforts to drain you of your vital fluids.

>How does Jason stomp bugs?

>>741621
Jason big hand, good slap. Big feet, good stomp.

>>741621
>>How does Jason stomp bugs?

With extreme violence.

I'm sorry my dudes but I must leave you at a cliffhanger. it's later over here and I need my sleep.

>>741628

Alright, thanks for running.

What time zone will you be running?

>>741628
Sleep tight

>>741346
Bear Hands! How did he aquire the strength of a bear? Demonic blessings?

If people are still interested I will be back at 5 pm Pacific

>>763918
I'm waiting for it.