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Tyranid meat

So, Tyranids attack an agriworld. They're eventually defeated, but they've consumed all the livestock. On the other hand, there are lots of Tyranid corpses lying around, and the Planetary Governor wants to recoup his losses and figures the average Imperial citizen can't taste the difference anyway.

What would the consequences be of eating Tyranid meat?

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Well this a thing that exist. Has anyone on /tg/ ever played this or know anything about it?

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Magical item thread. Post an item and describe the one above.

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What would happen if you convinced the god of magic that magic doesn't exist with a persuasion check?

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>You are one of three characters: Samson, a spoiled bard, Dyrus, an axe-wielding rebel's son, or Rene, an orphan adopted by a high-ranking Director of an ominous empire, now a prepromoted archer-lancer. POV will rotate between them on a thread-by-thread basis, with an off-chance that someone else might occasionally take a chapter.

>These protagonists' motivations and goals will very likely come into conflict with one another's.

>Character Death is always a possibility and sometimes an inevitability (this is Fire Emblem after all), but your actions can very easily influence who lives and who dies.

>Voting periods will last an average of ten to fifteen minutes, but this may be increased, decreased, or generally changed at any given moment based on voter turnout.

>Write-ins are encouraged.

>The previous threads are archived on suptg under "Silver Scales of the Past," and a pastebin summarizing each one's events will be provided at the start of the next, like so: http://pastebin.com/kRxpRg15

>A list of all current summaries and threads: http://pastebin.com/E9sXAcBx

>Our update Twitter is qmgrandflocto, and we have an ask.fm also under ask.fm/qmgrandflocto

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The Fire Rises Edition

Archive: https://archive.foolz.us/_/search/username/Gobble/tripcode/!!5e7vwvXe%2F3r/type/op/
Twitter: https://twitter.com/GobbleQM
Pokemon, items, and summary: http://pastebin.com/tSNKt0Wm
FAQ and general concepts: http://pastebin.com/Ht1Q5E1p
All guides, player knowledge, and smutty stories: http://pastebin.com/u/Gobblepokemon

Themes: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6Y-ad_74T08
Quest theme: https://www.youtube.com/watch?x-yt-ts=1422579428&v=YW9QKy6oDkE&x-yt-cl=85114404

Recently: You and Robin began your double battle against Robert, the fire master of the Elite Four.

General rules:

There is a 10 minute voting period after each post. Non-contradictory votes will be combined as best as possible.

Write-ins for all votes are always welcome and encouraged. They may not all make it into the post or be altered to fit in, but I'll do my best to at least try to address the spirit of the write-in.

Very important or contentious votes may be redone in a stricter voting system as it comes up.

Combat involves rolls! Once there's a clear vote winner, we roll for the move accuracy/crit/secondary effect. Usually it's just three 1d100s. Sometimes you can get a modifier from circumstances, so be creative! Add flair, do tricks with moves, mess with terrain, whatever! This is not a video game.

Call me out on a mistake and receive an apology butt or suggestive picture.

Badges: 9


In PC box:
Pokemon on you:
Nibbles (Tyrantrum) - KO'd
Devon (Houndoom)
Oberon (Garchomp)
Leviathan (Gyarados)
Vlad (Crobat) - Heavy damage, 2x Double Team
Destiny (Kingdra)

Not In Party:
Trunks (Trevenant)
Fel (Butterfree)
Zappy Dan (Magnezone)
Aria (Meloetta)
Raistlin (Alakazam)

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Previous: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/46674791/
Char sheet: http://pastebin.com/5AHLX5Qb
Other char sheets: http://pastebin.com/fh1pqK1N
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"YOU IMBECILES!" A voice filled with burning fury and rage growled from within a wall of smoke, barely forming a recognizable humanoid silhouette.

The five knights wince, and looked away, but did not rise from their knees as they demon screamed like a blender filled with knife blades and pebbles.

"YOU'VE DIDN'T EVEN THINK TO GO BACK WHEN SHE DIDN'T SHOW FOR TWO ENTIRE WEEKS!" It growls, the air around it waving and bending with heat "INSTEAD OF GOING BACK TO CHECK HER PROGRESS OR TRY TO STOP IT, YOU SIMPLY SAT ON A FEW LIFELESS ROCKS, WASTING TIME AND PUSHING US CLOSER TO OUR DEADLINE!"

None of the knights speak as the demon continues to rage, the sand around him turning to glass as he continues to scream and roar, and generally thrash about in a temper tantrum.

"I'd kill you all" the mist of smoke says, suddenly calm, as the heat vanishes in an instant, leaving only a deathly cold in its place "But...I still need you, to be bluntly honest"
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Meanwhile in Mapleburrow
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I groan, as I feel something pushing down roughly on my stomach, and excited chattering.

I groan, slowly opening my eyes to see Blue pushing her fist down onto my stomach, with bandages wrapped around her arm to keep her arm's blade in place. Sitting up, with my wings still wrapped around me as I sleepily try to push the little hiver away. She just leaps away from me, giggling as she vanishes into the dim lights of the underground room.

"Hehe" I hear Minor say from somewhere "I tried to stop her but, well I thought it was too cute to stop"

I flop back down in my cocoon like bed, sighing heavily as I rub my eyes and try to wake up a bit.

What do I do?
[] try to go back to sleep
[] Chase after blue
[] ask about breakfast
[] try to catch Minor 1d20+speed
[] go out for some fresh air
[] make sure Thunder is doing okay
[]write in

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You are Janrael, Angel Soulborn, member of the adventurers club, and apprentice wizard.

You are perched on the top of a roof, looking down at an armoured figure destroying zombies and skeletons. So that's Lord Tamulus, the Paladin.

“We'll fight him at a distance” you say to Calluna, Phaysis and Nataline “I can fly, Calluna can go up and down walls easily and Phaysis can run fast – Nataline I want you on Phaysis, I bet that guy can take out any of us easily.”

Nataline says “Really, you mean I get-”

“Don't say it!” Phaysis warns her.

“-ride Philly?” Nataline finishes with a wink, Phaysis glares at you, then her “I hate that name” she mutters. Nataline puts and arm around her, laughing, finally Phaysis smiles too.

With your plan ready, you watch the others climb down off the roof as you take to the air, circling overhead until the others are ready. Once they are in position you prepare to act.

Janrael
>Attack (sword)
>Use spell (what?)
>Other (?)

Calluna
>Attack (swords)
>Use spell (what?)
>Other (?)

Phaysis
>Attack (spear)
>Other (?)

Nataline
>Attack (mace)
>Stay back for now
>Other (?)

XP has been spent and I am updating pastebins as thread goes on

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>With an inflated sense of superiority and entitlement, pit fiends form a grotesque aristocracy in the infernal realm. These domineering and manipulative tyrants conspire to eliminate anything that stands between them and their desires, even as they negotiate the convoluted and dangerous politics of the Nine Hells.

>"Your war-torn kingdom is rife with corruption, its people dying from starvation and strife. They cry out for new leadership—someone with the charisma and the courage to put an end to the turmoil and suffering. You could be that someone!" —Herobaal the Pit Fiend

CR 20 pit fiend social skills: Deception +7, Insight +4, Intimidation +7, Persuasion +7

CR 4 succubus (any evil alignment) social skills: Deception +9, Insight +5, Intimidation +5, Persuasion +9

CR 1/8 generic petty human noble social skills: Deception +5, Insight +4, Intimidation +3, Persuasion +5

5e pit fiends are clearly not that special in terms of social skills, so why have succubi not already socially outmaneuvered them with the help of charmed CR 1/8 generic petty human nobles?

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> Sunday, June 21st, 2015

SITUATION: http://pastebin.com/ziMsX6th
MECHANICS: http://pastebin.com/49M2eE8Z
THE RULES: http://pastebin.com/BEsprkBZ
THE TANK: http://pastebin.com/sJsgig6B
THE DIVISIONS: http://pastebin.com/xCQZAdqU

All of you stand around a map table with Griselda. She points out the fact that now, “Our positions have been reversed. So we’re starting on Gagetown’s side, and they’re starting on ours from last time. Now, I fully suspect they’re going to bring out the maximum number of tanks allowed. And that means we’re probably going to face self-propelled artillery.”

“Is that bad?” asks Iris.

“Bad? Artillery was one of the major advantages of that midget Napoleon,” says Suvorov. “And he almost conquered Europe with it.”

“Riiiight…” Griselda continues on. “We can’t risk going off-road this time. I hate to be blunt, but none of you have drivers capable of overcoming the tank’s overall weakness to mud, except for the Churchill. But I don’t trust sending heavy tanks alone, especially one as important as the Churchill which today is our flag tank.”

“We will do our best,” says Iris. “As is expected of a lady.”

“Right.” You fold your arms. “So what then?”

“We force ourselves up the road, all five of us in a scattered formation, and hopefully we can make a run on their flag tank,” says Griselda. That’s… honestly not the best plan. But against self-propelled artillery on terrain this difficult to cross? It’s probably the best she could come up with. You won’t argue it for now. “Any questions?” Silence. “Well, alright then.” She checks her watch. “You all got some hours before the match starts. Try and have some fun but be at the Rally Point on time.”

No need to tell you twice. What to do then?

> Go have fun at the fair
> Talk with Griselda a little bit
> Head to the Rally Point early
> Other

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Last time, on Feral Necromancer Quest: You returned from your meeting with the High Elves to the South-East, and you soon learned that Pernites have been stirring trouble. They had taken Spot hostage, and sent an emissary to mock you. You interrogated the emissary, learning that she was the daughter of Verus, a paladin of good standing with the Pernite nation, and much about the combat capabilities of the new Pernite army. You sent Lathrien to liberate the gnolls, a task he was successful at, but resulted in his capture. In your attempt to free him, you met with Verus, exchanged Lathrien for his daughter, and even arranged talks with the Prophet of Pern. You went to the Pernite camp, and were instructed to wait for the arrival of the Prophet in a tent, Verus watching over you.

The Cast:

Vlad Tepish: You, a necromancer of great power, a cunning diplomat and tactician. You have achieved your goal of immortality by learning to shapeshift into a great black dragon.

Melandie: An experienced elven huntress, scout and berserker, her perception is without peer. She still has significant anger issues, but is less likely to express them through wanton murder than in her early youth.

Verus: A paladin of Pern, and an overall reasonable fellow. You do not know much about the man, excepting that he has shown much integrity and reason for a faithful follower of Pern.

Joan: A junior priest of Pern, he has nonetheless managed to raise to a rank of military leadership of this campaign. You know little of the man, but something in his manner was memorable to you.

Housekeeping:

I have decided that Feral Necromancer Quest shall conclude soon, likely with the fortieth installment. I shall resume running quests, but Vlad's story is coming to a close.

My life makes some little sense for the first time in months, and so it is much more likely that I will be able to keep a regular posting schedule.

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Everyone a Skeleton Edition

>Official /5eg/ Mega Trove, contains all official 5e stuff:
https://mega.nz/#F!BUdBDABK!K8WbWPKh6Qi1vZSm4OI2PQ

>Pastebin with homebrew list, resources and so on:
http://pastebin.com/X1TFNxck (embed)

>/tg/ Character Sheet
https://mega.nz/#F!x0UkRDQK!l-iAUnE46Aabih71s-10DQ

Previous: >>46850759

How do you skeleton /5eg/?

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Cont from >>46840826

OP of the original thread needs help defending a town from 2000 elven besiegers. Whilst the besiegers have been initially countered through OP's efforts, the siege continues.

The DM is banging the girl leading the besieging army.

Magical effects have begun to wear away at the defenders, and DM fiat is imminent.

Let us gather for one final defence of OP and vilification of the pussy-whipped DM.

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Morgan steps back, wiping her forehead with her black lace sleeve, and setting a bottle of disinfectant down on the small table covered in surgical tools. It rests beside soiled scalpels, pincers, and other things you cannot name. You watch nervously as she pulls off her gloves, and leans in to press her ear to Sophia's chest.

"Her heartbeat is stressed, but within expected range. I'll have to stay beside her for a few more hours, to expediate the reproduction of healthy blood, but I would say that the procedure was a complete success. I even impress myself."

Morgan rises up and turns around to see you. She curtsies, nodding her head and causing her hair, tied back into a tail to keep it from falling into the incision, to roll over her shoulder.

"I thank you for your patience and trust. If you'd like to see the proof of my concern, please approach this table." She stands upright, and motions toward the table full of soiled tools. You approach, and look closely at them. All of the ones she used to examine Sophia's innards are covered in a strange, dark and gelatinous substance. It reeks of rot.

"That might have killed both mother and child without my careful hand at removing it. But I can promise now that it will not affect the gestation."

You turn to Morgan and see a smiling, proud face. Almost smug, really.

>"Thank you, Morgan. I won't forget what you've done."
>"Very good. I must return to my work, so make absolutely sure nothing bad happens here."
>"Wipe that smirk away. You work for me now, which means you've a great deal left to do."
>Other

Previously: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/46838831/
Twitter: @BBEG_Questman

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Right now, somewhere a hollow is screaming so loud that the very earth shakes from it.
But that isn't relevant now.

In front of a nice and somewhat large house in west Berlin a beautiful young lady gets out of a car after a long journey.

It took Eryka five days of traveling alongside Herr Ziege to finally return home.
After an abysmal encounter with the hollow she intended on hunting down and a less than ideal escape from the shinigami that decided to pursue her she feels relieved to be home once more.
After saying goodbye to her driver and paying him she makes her way up the five steps in front of her home, her bag feels much heavier than before.
After unlocking the door and stepping inside she is greeted by her husband.

"Welcome home Dear."
Alfons embraces his wife who seems to cling on to him far longer than she used to.
She doesn't even say a word.

"Mama!"
The young Jakob cries out happily after seeing his mother return home.

"Jakob!
Come here!"
She finally lets go of her husband and instead hugs her son.
"Son, go upstairs and play a little.
I'll come soon but I want to speak with daddy a little bit."
With that she gives her child a peck on his cheek and lets him go.
Afterwards Eryka makes her way to the lounge and pours herself some traditional hungarian spirit and downs the shot almost immediately.

"I was going to ask how did it go, but I guess I don't have to anymore.
Are you alright?"
Alfons asks nervously.

She sits down on the couch and lights a cigarette.
After taking a nice lungful of the stuff she begins reciting the events.
"It was a long and tedious road, but I bore with it.
Once I got there I found that abomination towering into the sky."

"A gillian?
In such a short amount of time?"

"But that's not the best part.
It was about to cross over to Hueco Mundo, so I activated my Vollständig."

"No..."