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Just go back and convince them to play 5e

>>44271405
>from AD&D to 3.5e
Why would anyone in their right mind do that?

>>44271468
Because it's gotten to the point where everyone wants to have more options with their characters and have become annoyed by the glaring system flaws in the game, like how only clerics get bonus spell slots from a high wisdom.

>>44271311
>Best
>Get BTFO by everything


Suuuuuure

>>44272088
YOU CAN'T GET RID OF US, HERETIC

>>44272410
You're dying out
evolution moves on without you
Memento mori indeed

Space Sharks.
Everything I love about Night Lords but they're loyalist.
Also, Black Templars. I hate their fans but no other chapter gets shit done like them.

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>>44271133
Crimson Fists
(ai dios-emperador mío!)

>>44271133
Blood Ravens
The only chapter that makes my deathskulls blush

It's a fucking social game full of fun and adventure, not a job interview for Manager of the engineering department.

>>44270974
Where do you see yourself in three levels?

>>44270862
Remember when games were about having fun? What happened?

>>44270645
House of Suns.

>>44270645
It's Rubber Forehead Aliens, not Rubber Wrinkle Aliens.

>>44270723
Potato Pohtahto. I got the point across regardless. I was more into Star Wars then Star Trek when I was younger, so the term was only on the tip of my tongue.

>>44270563

You look up and recall all the etiquette you know for this event. “There’s nothing that says we can’t.”

“Even if that’s true…” Her voice clearly showing that she doesn’t recall all the minor customs. “We should still show our respect.”

“Stuffy tension isn’t the one of the ideals they show us.” You wave nonchalantly to the crowd. “Except for maybe The Sovereign, of course.” You turn back to Meiya to see her face starting to sour slightly. “Ready for your speech?” You ask, changing the subject.

Meiya lets out an anxious groan. “It’s so short, I still don’t know why they picked me this year.” She actually turns to you. “You’ll be right there, right?”

“Probably.” You begin to grin, but quickly stop to keep her brow from furrowing anymore. “Of course I will. Let them try and stop me, not like I’ll be around for any punishments.”

Your sister is silent for moment. “Just when are you leaving exactly?”

>Evade, change the subject.

>Tell her you don't know yet.

>Tell her the truth.

>Write in.

>>44270595
>Tell her the truth.

>>44270595
>>Tell her the truth.

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>>44270541
It has been quite a while since I last ended up here. Was a tad more lively though.

>>44271088
You sure it's not a seasonal migration thing? I hear traveler sorts tend to favor different taverns in the sigil depending on the season.

No idea if it's "Sigil Seasons" or "material plane" season. But it's definitely one of those two.

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>>44271160
Entirely possible, Maybe Its I who am at the wrong locations, Tends to happen I suppose.

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Pic related is what S.A.L.L.Y 2.0 will look like (unless any design changes are requested and supported)

IMMEDIATE CHECKUP ENGAGED
>Power supply: decent
>Drones:20 advanced grabber drones, 16 gunner drones, 3 maintenance drones, 1 eye drone, 1 #6, 14 inferno drones, 1 #11
>Machines of Burden: 2 Trade Caravan Machines of Burden
> Humanoid Machines: 4 multi-purpose machines (these can be changed with upgrades and research)
>Copybots: 150 Gnoll parasite bots (The Copybots require natural research and technological research)
>Turrets: 1 Heavy Machine Gun Turret
>S.A.L.L.Y. 2.0: current form/upgrades: blueprint
>Special characters: Drone #6, Inferno drone #11, S.A.L.L.Y's mobile form
>Moral: All are happy and amused (#6 is an Orc fuckboi)
>Allies: Gnolls (We are honorary gnolls)
>Building facilities: 1 steel mine, 1 machine builder, 1 drone builder, 1 generator room (barely average), 1 machine of burden builder, 1 copybot builder (mass production unlocked)
>Memory files: Pretty good (memory files research 50%) (this can be fixed with dedicated research which will unlock lore and blueprints)
>Locations unlocked: Home base (wellhidden), Outside world, Gnoll village, Troll lair (cleared), Trading outpost
>Locations that we have heard about: The elves to the eastern forest, The Orcs to the northern plains, The Crabmen to the south that apparently live in some fortified, seaside fortress
>Inventory: 3 spears, 2 shields, 165 steel, 125 copper, 50 platinum, troll organs, 1 Santa troll
What would you like to accomplish now (2 actions)?

>>44270317
Checking in
>Oh boy I sure do love GABs. Let's make more
>Improve our power supply. Hopefully by somehow finding a way to power it off of #6's torment. (Research/Improve our power supply)

>>44270565
>Oh boy I sure do love GABs
I guess I should say something about this. Once a gnoll is fully transmuted into a machine it can pass nanobots into other gnolls through sexual activities or other liquid exchanges. Think of robo-AIDS

Damn it.
I put the subject in the options field I think.

Rough rpg ideas explained or explored.
I'm thinking fluff more than crunch.
Also, other anons are more than welcome to toss in their two bits.

>>44269988
I've been thinking about a steampunk setting where the industrial revolution never happened, but technology advanced by about as much. Airships are fucking amazing, Guns and cars take a skilled craftsman years to make and are kept for generations, The Amerindian confederacy lives in a neutral zone between the rival superpowers of Albion and The New World. The Law-wheel cult has taken over everything east of india and south of Mongolia, and is sending out missionaries which superstitious monotheists are calling 'the Meek'. 'The Meek' are anti-technology but develop their natural 'magneto-metabolic' powers to a greater degree than anyone else.

Typical classes: Sky privateer (Albian), Scout (Amerindian), Tinker (New Worlder), Falun initiate (Oriental)

Some questions I'm unsure of...

What's happening in Africa? How about the middle east?

Where is technology ahead of ours? Anything where a few products can employ a lot of people would probably be more advanced - so submarines, zeppelins, maybe even rockets, could be more advanced than ours. Meanwhile daily conveniences that require a lot of uniformity, like transistors, would probably be too expensive for all but the wealthiest. How would that play out?

Anything else the setting suggests?

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>>44270899
Okay, some questions before I go too far into it.

>industrial revolution never happened, but technology advanced by about as much.
I can interpret this a number of ways:
You do mean that they have roughly the same level of technology as the industrial revolution, 1700's to 1800's, only where those events never happened, and instead "steampunk" events happened?
If so, at roughly what time period did this reality shift from our own?
I imagine steampunk settings diverging at the beginning of the renaissance, with a steampunk renaissance.

>Amerindian, Albion and The New World.
Two big powers, one smaller one in between gotcha.

>The Law-wheel...
Interesting faction, where is India and Mongolia in regards to the other three?
>'magneto-metabolic'
I imagine a sort of telekinesis based on electromagnetic properties. Like a baby Magneto.
If that is right then your name works, if not then what is it?
How common are these powers and what is there scope?
Could, say, underdeveloped African tribes lacking technology utilize their weak powers with great numbers, to achieve greater feats, thereby supporting their false religions with rituals that work?

>Sky privateer (Albian), Scout (Amerindian), Tinker (New Worlder),
I think I get these.
>Falun initiate (Oriental)
Falun is a city in Sweden, so I'm not sure what this is.

>What's happening in Africa?
Tribal shamans vs. Colonists wearing pit helmets with gears?
>How about the middle east?
Old, fanatic religions would be resistant to The Meek. Plus desert applications of steampunk tech.

>transistors
Transistors are huge. Watching Stargate SG-1 made me realize how epic walkie-talkies are for combat. If the Jaffa had used them, Earth would have lost many time over. Of course not all radios use transmitters and crystal rectifier detectors just scream steampunk.

>>44269807
Lorgar did nothing wrong.

>>44269807
Horus for best primarch

Anyone have any good pictures of Cataphractii? Especially heads?

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>>44269489
Now with even -more- words for the really special among us!

>>44269489
Ah, a good day to dispense justice, is it not ?

Kamen Raider
Plot Armor : 4
Movement : 5
Offense : 2
Resistance : 0
Prestige : 6
Power Rating : 8
>Origin : [Heroic Spirit]
>Archetype : [Techniques]
>Stabilized powers :
Raider Kick (Power rating 14, damage +)
Dash (Power rating 14)

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>>44269489
>Buying a stabilized power named [Ghost Leg] after the asian ladder lottery game.

[The Gambler]
>Plot Armor: 4
>Movement: 5
>Offense: 2
>Resistance: 0
>Prestige: 3
>Power Rating: 8
>Origin:
[Magical Gift]
[Control/Techniques]
>Modifiers:
[Pact]-Lady Luck
>Power Types:
[Luck]
[Change Fate]
>Stabilized Powers:
[A Roll of the Dice] - Straight up reduces or enhances the luck of another figure.
[A Twisted Fate] - Steal the Luck of others in an area and transfers it to another target
[Ghost Leg] - Target of the ability either has an easier time finding routes to places, or a harder time. Allows access to normally inaccessible places due to sheer luck, or denies access by the same token.

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>>44267666
satan trips omg
we can um, like um contact those one guys

>>44267666
>colonizing
>realistic
Best not get into that, it will infuriate quite a few people because they have based their lives on it.

Research stations where nothing interesting except astronomical observations occur is a remote possibility though. I don't know how you could make that fun, possibly having them roll for success on their data collection? Maybe a maintenance robot malfunctions and you need to perform a routine EVA to repair it and nothing goes wrong because it's routine and you either do everything right in space or die very quickly?

>>44267666
Space travel is boring. Really pretty to look out the window, mind you, but also incredibly boring.
The same goes for colonizing, most of the work (planning and material preparation) is done before you fire up the engines.
Then you just get to the place (every second of the trip is calculated and planned out) and follow the plan like a mindless drone.

Fucking Tar wars
Also alternate image since old thread is still up

writing

>>44267488
>Tar Wars
Topkekku, everybody remembers the bloody Tar Wars of Endor

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Awww yisss

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>>44267443

Screams reverberate throughout the halls of the Upper Sanctum as you, Aelriss, and Nel sprint back through the winding passages, passing myriad doors—all alike—before the landing comes into view, a stiffly-neat and stocked study, with library shelves lined up on either side of the path leading back to the spiral staircase. Someone or something isn’t happy with you—at least, at possible worst; at possible best, you’ve simply startled a group of tenants who don’t get too many visitors. Ahead, the rest of the party is primed and ready; Kainzo is at the head of the group, which stands in a haphazard formation, each member visibly prepared to fight, though unsure of which direction foes could approach from.

“Nel!” Ayla says.

“You made it back in one piece, kid.” Donnel adds.

The screaming sounds are distant and echoic enough that the conversation can be heard over them without necessitating a raise in volume—but it’s an eerie backdrop, and one that isn’t particularly pleasing to the ear anyway. You feel uneasy.

“Barely.” Nel breathes a sigh of relief. “Would have been done for were it not for Ashe.”

“Ascheritte. Report?” Kainzo asks.

“An entire room of those homunculi—dolls made in the image of Kjorikos’s dead lover.” Aelriss says, before you can come through with a response of your own. “It’s worse than we thought. He didn’t just try one or two more times after the first one didn’t come through…”

To the right, a bookshelf suddenly collapses, liberating a thick cloud of dust that produces another pair of the marbleized humanoids—varying in height, with cracked, cream-colored skin, eyes and mouths closed and perfectly still. Then, a pair of the translucent Sanctum windows fall forward, shattering on the ground and revealing themselves not as portals to the outside, but as gateways to small compartments that contain more of the ghastly things.

> [[ Continued ]]

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>>44267459

“So, uh.” Vyx asks, pointing her pair of wicked handguns back and forth between targets. “Did we decide whether these things are friend or foe?”

“They haven’t attacked us yet, but keep in mind th—“

Ayla is interrupted—crashing, and more screaming. This time, from all directions, as the sound of collapsing shelves and shattering glass plunges you into sudden severity and turmoil. Shadows close in on you at high speed from all directions; someone, or something collides with you from behind, sending you stumbling forward, barely able to keep your balance. You stabilize yourself, managing to avoid bumping into other members of the veritable flood of homunculi that's filled the room, drunkenly wandering about with no direction between them.

Taller than you, you can't quite see past them, only managing to catch occasional glimpses of your party through the flood. Some of them have sharpened body parts—not least for those obsidian spikes serving as legs, which you imagine would crush anyone who fell in short order. You can barely hear over the sounds that fill the room: screaming, metallic grinding, objects shattering.

> Try to push through to another member of the raid.
> Kjorikos can't be far from here. Look for the final room, rounding up anyone you can on the way.
> Time to find out how strong they are. Draw your sword and cut a path to the nearest ally.
> Other.

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>>44267443
>BSO is back
>Aspiring Emperor is back
Is this the legendary christmas magic?