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What's the setting, fag

Behind the shopkeepers bookshelf there is a small dug out passage that leads down into an underground room. In the room there is one shovel and other digging equipment, one pedestal in the center and one artifact on top of the pedestal. The dirt wall behind it is wet and there is a horizontal scar of which small beatles are crawling out of. Upon touching the artifact the scar will open and reveal itself to be a giant eye embedded in the wall, and beatles and bugs will begin to spew out of its eyelids.

>>48197462
zombie apocalypse, go kill the fucking zombie boss.

>>48197199
if it's in the primary Marvel universe, argue until it's too late, then die heroically.

>>48197199
Pull the BBEG inside out with your bare hands.

>>48197199
Go with 3.
Worst case, the universe ends up back where it started and the next group of heroes picks one of the other 2 options.

>>48196117
Not even once, because I can separate reality from fantasy.

>>48196117
Yes.

I mean, not in a game, but this pretty much describes most of my relationships IRL.

People put up walls, dude, including me.

Suicide, then forced resurrection.
Played a character with a similar backstory for a long time. He wasn't good, nor completely mentally sane, but definitely not evil.

>>48195653
What kept him from just killing himself again?

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>>48195608
They don't actually have a physical need to drink blood, just a strong compulsion or addiction to do so.

Huh? Are you afraid that they won't like it? Or you are sad about that they already didn't like it?
In case 1, JUST DO IT! Talking with players also helps.
In case 2, git gud and learn from mistakes. Or find a group of less privileged players.

>>48193981
Well first of all, realize that almost everyone hates the shit they make because a creator is really good at seeing the flaws in his creation. Everything you've ever liked has someone who thinks it's the worst shit they've ever made. This realization has never actually helped me, but maybe it'll work for you.

Second is to just decide you're probably lying to yourself and get out and just run the damn thing. Just keep running it even if you think it's awful. How bad can it really be if they've shown up 10 times? How about 100 times? This won't solve the issue on its own but it does help you strengthen yourself over time.

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>>48193981

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The overall and paper Modern Metagame.

Information on Tiers and how they're calculated:
http://modernnexus.com/topdecks/

Direct link to the spreadsheet:
https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1VwzQKE-QTxRqzZjZ2n0o1Cp80enNcYQACf3d7xlsVDc/pubhtml

Modern deck primers link:
http://www.mtgsalvation.com/forums/the-game/modern

Does WUx Superfirends with Deploy the Gatewatch seem viable?

>>48191245
I feel like you have to put the big walkers in your deck to make Deploy worth it, but they would be useless if you don't draw Deploy

>>48189743
Yes, do have a thread. It's perfectly board related.
Would be nice of you if you bumped vocaroo thead before making this one, though.

>>48189751
why would i bump another thread before making my own?

i cant even find a vocaroo thread in the catalog

>>48189785
It's in the archive now

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>>48183930
Anyone got some PDFs for this? I wanna run it for a one-shot in my groupo.

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Bump.

>>48165757
>not knowing what noko is

When did noko stop working?

>>48166563
That thread is dead, focus on the topic on hand.

And noko stopped functioning a few years ago, considering there's no email field on /tg/ I don't know why you'd assume it works in the name field.

What happens to the souls of a dead person when you immediately immolate their corpse?

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Rene hasn't said a word to anyone for much of the trip East from Gravern. The Gerxel Empire whose orphanage was her childhood, whose oldest and most esteemed Director took her in and raised her as his own, has been toppled by the very same woman who left her with nothing. Conrad is dead, Felix has convinced Sara to abandon ship, and there's no way that Cicero hadn't lost his Witch Pendant upon his capture...

Rene buries her face in her hands, curled up tightly. There's no way Ximeno's plan will work now, and she still doesn't know where Veiz is...

"I... I swore that I would," Veiz, heart full of guilt and regret, says to Alfred, burying her head in his chest before confessing, "and no one else has told her yet, so I might be the one to, but... Gods, I can't build up the stomach to face her."

"I... can only advise you to take your time," the Swordmaster responds, quiet as usual, "but... if you need someone's company when you tell her the truth, you know I'm always at your call."

Dyrus, sitting and trying to be in high spirits, cannot help but overhear this, reminded again of the paradoxical nature of the concept of a 'good war.' People sing and swear to its glory, but gods... All he can do is focus on rebuilding his life alongside his mother, nay, alongside the rest of Teege.

Lazare and Samson are both thinking of one another, father and son increasingly hyped up to meet again as the war draws to a close. It's been an arduous road of loss and sacrifice, but one that Samson hopes means finally bringing a close to this chapter in his life, banishing it to paper for all eternity. Raleigh, Marion, Oswald Dory, Knut, Hera... He's mourned the losses of friend, family, and foe alike, swore to honor them in death with his continued living.

But which of these young survivors, scarred and molded irreparably by revolution, might you be?

>A. Samson
>B. Dyrus
>C. Rene

>>48198181
>C. Rene
;_;

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>>48198238
You are now Rene, continuously watched over as you're transported back to the former Gerxel capital... They're thinking of renaming it to something or another now, but hell if you know what. Or care.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H4GPp5H5Duc

Hauteclere visits you often, tries to speak with you, but you turn away and refuse to hear from her every time.

"Rene... I'm sorry, for everything that's happened to you. You've grown into a bright, beautiful young woman, and despite our differences," the woman calling herself her mother pauses, "I'm proud of all you'd achieved."

You'd spent so many years wondering what horrible situation could have brought about the circumstances of your early childhood, sympathized at times with your imagined true mother, but reality hit you hard. Hauteclere's been a well-off noble all her life. Poverty or illness couldn't have been what separated you. It had to have been some sort of... Societal status thing. Dyrus said that your mothers are the same, but mentions nothing of your biological fathers. And given how old she would've been at the time of your birth...

Yeah, absolutely a status thing. Not tarnishing her family's name with your... Existence.

That old man, Darren, her father-in-law, approaches you one day. "I know, you're angry, you probably hate every single one of us with a passion, but... If there's anyone who you should resent for your abandonment, it's me. At her most vulnerable, my daughter-in-law came to me, and I coldly made her give you away. She wasn't the same for a very long time afterwards..."

>A. (Continue this defiant silence)
>B. Why should you care?
>C. How does that make her any less to blame
>D. You'll keep that in mind
>E. Write-in response

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You can't but help let out another sigh as you think over that.

“John, are you feeling sick? You've been listless all morning.” Houki asks you, taking note of your tiredness.

“Is it because the plan for today was an early day on the beach? If you wanted to sleep more, you should have told me.” Cecilia asks, adding to everyone's concern over your current state.

“If I wanted to sleep more, you would be among the first to know. That is, when I pull you back to bed to go back to sleep.” you answer with a smile. “It's just, how can I put it, what Mom did yesterday drained me more than I thought.” you add.

“If that is case, then you should take a nap with me.” Laura says as she extends her arms towards you while sitting on a beach chair.

“If John wants to take a nap, it should be next to me.” Cecilia says as she turns herself to face you on the beach towel.

“I think a lap pillow would be the best way a girlfriend would relive her boyfriend's fatigue.” Houki says meekly.

[]Take up their offer and take an early nap on the beach.
[]Beat your fatigue with some exercise and play on the beach with the girls.
[]Maybe you should allay your fear by checking up on what Grandpa and your Uncles are doing.

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>>48197579
>[]Beat your fatigue with some exercise and play on the beach with the girls.

Good to be back.

>>48197579
[x]Maybe you should allay your fear by checking up on what Grandpa and your Uncles are doing.

Wars are won by information. LEt's start the gathering.

>>48196126


"He's just scared we'll get corned in the canyon if we get there after night fall" Thas says with a heavy sigh, pulling on the reigns of his mule, forcing it to go off of the road into the over grown grass to the side, looks like he's heading towards the one hole in the woods "But Samson has a point, we do need to stop, the horse will kheel over if we don't get them some water"

Anial grumbles, lowering his head like an angry kid, which is actually a pretty accurate description of him, underneath the robes and mask

"Oh cheer up" Uli says "We can all use some rest here, isn't that right Lady Krovachi"

"Well" I say looking back into the cart, watching Smiley nap, forcefully cuddling Toora.

I giggle as the little rabbit girl tries to kick her way free

"I think some of us are already getting it" I say happily

"Luckily there's a spring over here" Thas says, grinning happily, which looks pretty creepy on his weasle like face, like he wants to strangle someone or something.

I hear a wet slorshing behind me, and very loud pops and bubbbling.

"Water!?" Poi shouts happily, as she shoots out of the cart like a blue bolt, and rushes past Thas, turning into a blob as she runs down the road, chanting "Water water water" over and over again

"Well" Sam says , pulling on the horses reigns to make them go down the same path "At least one of us is excited"

What do I do at the spring?
[] take care of thunder With Blue and Lucy
[] nap and dream
[] splash around with poi and Sam
[]try and teach minor how to swim
[] chat with the priest
[]help cook lunch with Smiley and Karla
[] practice my swordmanship with some one
[] keep thas company
[] wander through the woods 1d100
[] write i

>>48196134
>[] take care of thunder With Blue and Lucy

>>48196134
>[]help cook lunch with Smiley and Karla
>[] practice my swordmanship with some one

[2/2]

Winona meanwhile was busy lounging by the riverside, Cuddles the snake resting on top of her chest. “… it’s good to get out into nature sometimes,” she says. She looks over at you, smiling. “Headed to work?”

“Yeah, just as soon as Denise…” Your ear twitches. “… you hear that?” Winona pulls up her sunglasses, then sits up. You hold up your hand to your ear, trying to get a good listen as to what that low, droning, buzzing sound i-

wait

oh shit. IT’S THE BOYS.

> EVERY GIRL FOR THEMSELVES, RUN RUN RUN
> SAVE THE TANK, SAVE THE TANK
> INTO THE RIVER NOW NOW NOW
> THERE’S ANOTHER OPTION!?

>>48194077
> SAVE THE TANK, SAVE THE TANK

>>48194077
> SAVE THE TANK, SAVE THE TANK
River is tempting, but we got to look out for Ollie!

Incoming paint bath in 3...2...

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>>48194028
As if to punctuate her statement, a massive surge of reiatsu washes over you, all of it familiar and all of it originating from more or less the same spot within the Seireitei. Unohana... Renji... Komamura... Little Bee... Byakuya... each of them a match for the originals, but all of them clearly belonging to their respective reigai.

“It's too late to make preparations, Captain Kusajishi, Captain Shihōin, Captain Kyōraku. It has already begun.”

Even as the fake Ise Nanao raises her arm to cast a kidō at you, Hadō #33 if you're not mistaken, you pounce. If she thought she was standing at a safe distance to make that sort of attack then it must come as a shock when the hilt of your sword slams into her wrist, burying itself deep into the soft connective tissue between the two bones of her forearm, and pushes her hand up and out of line. Even as her brain processes the movement and she realizes what's happened you turn your wrist and push down on the spine of Tenkotsuki's blade with your left hand, severing the reigai's arm at the shoulder.

Grimacing as she works through the pain reigai-Nanao tries to bring her left arm up to finish releasing the spell, only to find Shunsui's hand grasping her wrist. The Captain glances down at her with an odd mixture of pity and anger in his eyes: pity for the copy that so closely resembles someone he cares about, but anger at the possible fate of the original Nanao.

“Now, little Nanao,” he tells her calmly, “even if you're not my Nanao I'd rather not see Lady Riku here cut off the rest of your limbs.

The reigai glares at 'her' Captain, giving one furtive tug to try and release her arm before realizing that escape from this situation is utterly impossible. Her lips spread as her mouth opens slowly as if she's about to whisper something to the two of you...
>2/3

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>>48194050
… only to find Yoruichi's fingers jammed into it, firmly grasping her tongue between them. A tiny trickle of blood drips from Yoruichi's thumb, betraying the reigai's intentions.

“You don't want to do that,” your wife quietly chastises reigai-Nanao, “and I don't think any of us wanna see it. Yeah, you hear about it all the time in old romance novels, but what they never tell you is it takes a while to bleed to death from a severed lingual artery.”

“Not pleasant.”

>Interrogate reigai-Nanao, find out where the real one is.
>Finish her off, collect her pill, and get Shunsui wherever he needs to go.
>Finish her off, and face the new reigai-Captains directly.
>Finish her off, try and organize your Division to respond to the reigai.
>Other?

I'm excited for Shunaui on a warpath. He's bound to be pissed off at whoever kidnapped Nanao