>Google Drive
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>IRC
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>Rules
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>Last Thread
43647016
>>43663151
And whaddya know I screwed up the last thread link.
>>43647016
Sorry 'bout that.
>>43659733
Actually from further reading, Solitaires aren't blanks just that direct assaults to their mind doesn't work. So they're immune to Telepathic discipline, because their mental landscape is depressing.
I do like the Shadow Seer, and that might be what happens if you choose Warlock as Harlequin. Instead focusing on raining death, you'd be focusing on illusion.
I'll be changing up Solitaries so that they're not Psyker blanks. Just that their immune to mental assaults. I do like Troop Master.
Hmm, I do like these choices. I'll do further research on Harlequins. They were my weak spot really. Had no Idea what I was doing with them.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-xIYVw3ZPJk
So Jumpers, what's your super move? The one you use to end all fights, or to impress your opponents the most? Vid related.
> Welcome to the Xavier Institute of Higher Learning!
You look over those words, reading them again and again. Everyone knew what the Xavier school actually was. It was a school for mutants, it was the home of the X-Men, and soon enough, it’d be your home as well. You felt a sensation you couldn’t really describe. The man driving the car, although you didn’t truly get a good look at him, had given you the tablet as soon as you’d gotten in the car, and then he didn’t say a word for most of the drive. The screen displayed a decorated supposed explanation of what your life was going to be like now that you’re a mutant. You take a deep breath, determined to at least read past the title.
> ‘Your enrollment at the school means that, like most everyone else at the institute, you’re a mutant. Now, while this may seem scary, or insane, it’s nothing to be worried about. While your new found abilities may seem like a curse, you’ll soon come to find exactly how the can be a blessing. Every member of the staff has been where you are, terrified and unsure, and while it may seem like the end of your life, you’ll be glad to know, it’s not! Now, assuming you’ve calmed down, we need to handle the details!”
You scroll down a little more, past the pictures of lakes and the mansion itself, to a page filled with fillable options, asking all about your life. You glance at them for a moment, thinking about how you got to where you are.
> Cont.
>>43663071
> Choose your background.
> Mutant Town. Your parents were mutants, your neighbors were mutants, your best friends were mutants. Everyone expected you to be a mutant, you just lived up to their expectations. You grew up in District X, a ghetto of NYC with one of the highest populations of open mutants in the world. Sure, you were a late bloomer, but everyone expected you to develop your powers eventually, they even threw a party when your powers came and they weren’t that bad. Of course, when the guy with the suit who showed up, saying he was from the Xavier Institute, your parents sighed, and signed you off to them, telling you it was the best way to learn your powers and to have no one get hurt in the process.
> Rich Kid. Your father is one of the richest men in the country, and you grew up in the lap of luxury, except you had to enjoy your silver spoon completely alone, as your father was never around, and your mother was only caring when she wasn’t stuffing her face with pills and fucking the pool boy, which was all the time. Still, running one of the few multibillion dollar corporations that isn’t actually involved with some sort of superhero is quite the accomplishment, and your dad wears it proudly, a big part of his advertisements is how completely human he is. Which is why when you developed your powers, you were quietly shipped off, your father hoping to avoid any bad PR.
> Timebomb. You had a normal family. Normal parents, normal life. You weren’t great at much of anything, but you weren’t bad at any of it, and you were certainly happy. That changed when your powers kicked in though. You had no idea what was happening, until it was over and you were left with the corpses of your parents and your old, happy life, all thanks to your new powers, this ‘gift’.
>>43663081
>> Mutant Town. Your parents were mutants, your neighbors were mutants, your best friends were mutants. Everyone expected you to be a mutant, you just lived up to their expectations. You grew up in District X, a ghetto of NYC with one of the highest populations of open mutants in the world. Sure, you were a late bloomer, but everyone expected you to develop your powers eventually, they even threw a party when your powers came and they weren’t that bad. Of course, when the guy with the suit who showed up, saying he was from the Xavier Institute, your parents sighed, and signed you off to them, telling you it was the best way to learn your powers and to have no one get hurt in the process.
>>43663081
>Mutant Town
Ghetto Mutant Man is a go.
At what point do you hesitate, and at what point do you finally refuse the player?Player wants to play a wizardAn illiterate wizardAn illiterate wizard with a picturebook spellbookAn illiterate wizard who has a tailAn illiterate wizard who has a tail and puppy dog earsAn illiterate wizard who is a dogAn illiterate wizard who is actually two awakened dogs working togetherAn illiterate wizard who is two dogs and nobody thinks that's strangeAn illiterate wizard who is two dogs and they have a human familiarIlliterate two-dogs wizard with a human familiar named "Lassy"Illiterate two-dogs wizard with "Lassy" the human familiar that constantly juggles themIlliterate two-dogs wizard that is juggled by their human familiar Lassy who screams incessantlyIlliterate two-dogs wizard that is juggled by their human familiar Lassy who screams incessantly about how nice the weather isIlliterate two-dogs wizard that is juggled by their human familiar Lassy who screams incessantly about how nice the weather is but only when indoors
Go on
nigga wut
But seriously, probably around the human familiar. That's getting into magical realm territory. And past that point is just silliness.
>>43661682
>illiterate wizard with picture spellbook
I actually like that idea. Is there something wrong with me?
Rules: http://pastebin.com/hT4HtaPZ
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After everything you accomplished, in the end it somehow still came to this.
The cold metal of the prisoner transport's walls greet you with a pristine and sterile silence. Clean isn't the right word for this place though, it would leave a bad taste in your mouth to call this vehicle 'clean'. You look down at your hands and legs, heavy metal rings tightly bound to your wrists and ankles stand as areminder of your status as a prisoner. Emotion seizes you, anger, sadness, despair, all of it comes rushing in and yet you find yourself unable to do anything but sit numbly in one corner of the containment unit. You see your own warped reflection in the polished metal of the cell, you once proud and renown features turned wild and haggard your hair and beard now well grown from months of processing and trials and rights and procedures. You were one of the greatest. Now you've been reduced to this. Yet despite it all you still feel it deep inside of you, a heart burning for freedom. Through the door near the front of your containment unit you hear muted chatter of the two guards who are escorting you to your final destination.
"So, who is this guy anyway? They've all but rolled out the red carpet for this guy from what I've heard. Didn't look like much to me."
One of the guardsman says. His accent when he speak tells you he's human like yourself; your species never took well the Standard tongue.
"No idea. Let's take a look at his file."
The other says. You can't quite tell his species but he's clearly not human, way too fluent for that.
"Holy shit... that's Liam King."
The second voice says.
A violent fit of coughing erupts from the guards counter part as he breaths in surprise.
"W-wait. THE Liam King? 'King' Liam? The fucking pirate?"
He responds.
>What do you do?
>Stay silent
>Slam your fist against the door, give them a good scare.
>"It's Captain Liam King, thanks."
>"The one and only."
>>43661624
>>"It's Captain Liam King, thanks."
>>43661624
"It's Captain Liam King."
Emphasize on the word "Captain".
>>43661624
I knew it was going to be Space Pirate Quest.
>"It's Captain Liam King, thanks."
Free Jace Edition
What are you building/playing/brewing?
What are your match ups like?
What do you want to see banned and unbanned next update?
>>43660499
First for meme moons.
First for countering everything and casting rev for 15.
>op is a jacefag
>first poster posts a tier 9 deck
>second poster says "first" despite being 15 minutes late and posts rev for 15
Ok fuck this thread. I'll come back for the next one.
Age: 731
Location: Space
Information: Taking a mission put out by King Vegeta himself, Daikon and his crew travelled to a planet called Zodge in search of a renegade Saiyan Warrior named Tato. The mission did not go as planned, and, while successful, everyone was injured, particularly Azu and Daikon. Now the pods speed back toward Planet Vegeta
Welcome to Saiyan Quest. This takes place shortly after the war against the Tuffles, as the Saiyans look for more foes to battle in the absence of their old enemies.
Voting will operate on a first to five system, at least for the time being.
Dialogue is allowed to be added to votes, as are actions (though I'll ignore what I consider shitposting)
During battles, options will usually have a number assigned to them. After that vote has won, players will roll a d100, and have three chances to match or beat that number.
If a 100 is rolled, it is considered a crit success (unless 100 was the number you had to match).
If a 1 is rolled, it is a crit failure, regardless of whether or not the other two rolls are high enough to succeed.
If, during a battle, players want to attempt a writein action, that is allowed, but I am the one who will assign the number to it, so use caution
You're a young male Saiyan who fought in the war with the Tuffles. You are an average fighter for now, but have the potential of one of the greatest warrior races to roam the universe flowing through your veins. There is no limit to what you can accomplish through blood, sweat, and tears.
Previous threads
>http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?searchall=saiyan+quest
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First
What time zone are you in Vegirot?
I'm European and I love your threads but I can't always catch these late ones.
Old thread >>43600264
Post any art requests you have ITT. Keep in mind, the drawfriends are doing this for free, so do not be surprised or upset if they gloss over your post. Just be patient, and bump your request ONE time, every 24 hours after posting it. Don't be a jerk and immediately repost your request because you don't like the FREE art you received.
Additionally, please provide good, detailed references, so the artists know what you're looking for as best you can. If you've recently had a request filled by a drawfriend, please be considerate of less fortunate anons and hold off on additional requests for a while.
Mind your manners, don't be rude to other people's requests, and remember: say thank you!
Feel free to drop your tumblrs/websites/commission/etc information drawfriends.
Books and Tutorials:
https://mega.co.nz/#F!2RARFaLA!VTiQb6eRXfV4V6mYQ6FJTA
https://www.dropbox.com/s/kno4yv719g88pol/Tutorials.zip?dl=0
Paint Tool Sai: Need a mirror plz
Figure Drawing:
http://www.quickposes.com/pages/random
Just waiting on this one from the last thread.
In case the one requester didn't see the delivery
requesting more of this girl
Pokemon League Round 2 Edition
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Quest theme: https://www.youtube.com/watch?x-yt-ts=1422579428&v=YW9QKy6oDkE&x-yt-cl=85114404
Recently: Your first match was a double battle! You barely won thanks to terrible rolls. The champion talked with you, you bet on Robin's match and you're preparing for your next match.
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 or 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 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!
Call me out on a mistake and receive an apology butt or suggestive picture.
Badges: 9
Pokemon on you:
Oberon (Garchomp)
Aria (Meloetta)
Fel (Butterfree)
Vlad (Crobat)
Raistlin (Alakazam)
Sneasel (temporary)
In PC box:
Nibbles (Tyrantrum)
Leviathan (Gyarados)
Zappy Dan (Magnezone)
Trunks (Trevenant)
Destiny (Kingdra)
Devon (Houndoom)
Lewdpastes galore!
It's time!
You take the rest of the day to get acquainted with Sneasel again. You’ve swapped Devon back to the professor for now. Even though you and Vance didn’t make any official trade, you thought it best to avoid any potential rule violations at the league. Plus Devon has a chance to relax there after his strenuous match. The professor assures you he’s fine and is enjoying playing with the others.
Although he’s Vance’s Pokemon, you’ve developed a strong rapport. Robin is mostly busy working on her own strategies, while Jeanine and Clair float between you and her, helping out. They’re good friends.
Vance pats you on the back and keeps insisting you watch every time Sneasel demonstrates a move. of course you’re watching, but you guess he can’t contain his pride in Sneasel. They’ve come a long way When you last saw them, there was a lot of tension and Vance considered letting him go.
Sneasel has the ability Keen Eye. That will be useful if the opponent tries any evasive strategies or trickery. He seems like
One oddity is the move Beat Up that he’s learned. He strikes with the power of every other Pokemon in your party. He looks like he somehow channels their way of striking. If you plan on using that, it’d be a good idea to make sure you have Pokemon with strong attack power in your three extra slots.
All of his moves seem to line up with what your Pokedex eventually tells you what to expect, in it’s own way. “Sneasel, the Larp Claw Pokemon. Sneasel pretends to scale trees by punching its foam covered claws into the bark. This Pokémon seeks out unguarded nests and steals eggs for food and totally cheats while the larp gamemasters aren’t looking.”
[Continued]
Remove elves. Replace with protoss. Continued from >>43623793.
well last I was playing Dungeons the Dragoning, so The Eldarin are now The Conclave, the Elves are the Nerazim and the Dark Eldarin are the Tal'darim, potentially interesting implications for the Syrn, and possible drama with the Kythons
>>43658156
dammit I fucking love these stupid Justice league style team line up shots, they are always kinda forced but it still puts a smile on my face
Alarak is fucking awesome.
I hope Blizzard will make more content that features him. The brief part where you got to control him was fun as fuck, especially because of his banter with Vorazun.
Also, his arrival to the Spear of Adun was bloody great.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HElDA_hNuHQ
Your name is Takashi Wakui. You are a sixteen-year old, Japanese high school student living in a world where half of humanity possesses Personas—manifestations of inner souls as demons, spirits or deities. In the past, you had been one of the unlucky ordinaries lacking a Persona. Then a game called AETHER was forcibly installed on your smartphone. Initially it appeared to be little more than a piece of nasty spyware, extremely persistent and impossible to remove.
Then it sucked you into to a realm called the Blackened Void, where you fought Shadows and gained your first Persona--Ippon-Datara of the Fool Arcana, the degraded blacksmith demon god. Now you are the Wild Card of the 22nd Century, capable of wielding Personas of each Major Arcana. Turns out AETHER is more than a simple, reality-immersive game; it is an accursed phenomenon superimposing itself over an otherworldly realm, consisting of vicious monsters, decrepit ruins and glamorous treasures. And to make matters worse, you and several others have been condemned as its chosen Players.
For what purpose does the game exist, what mysteries lie within and how will you Players achieve victory?
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Takashi's Stats: http://pastebin.com/eE9p7qAb
[8:45 am, 25-Apr-2129 (MONDAY)]
“As you are all aware, the Inter-House Spring Sports Competition will be taking place tomorrow.” Veleis-sensei snaps her titanium fingers, forcing a picture of a series of chrome-colored buildings to appear on the virtual whiteboard. The entire class leans forward, eyes squinting at the tiny text displayed on the side. “All students from the middle school and high school level will be attending. Like last year, the competition will be hosted at the Silver Town Fitness Center.”
“Sweet,” Some guy a few rows in front of you mutters. “That place sells the best lunches.”
“Is that what you should be thinking…?” A girl next to him mumbles.
“We have decided to allocate an entire day for the competition. That means there will be no classes or afternoon clubs occurring tomorrow.” Veleis continues.
A cheer, only kept within acceptable sound levels by will of academy regulations, erupts from Class 5-3. Takauji is pumping his fist in the air. Akikazu groans and rests his head on his desk. You shrug your shoulders and stare straight ahead. Just because there aren’t classes doesn’t mean you won’t be busy tomorrow.
“Don’t think that slacking off is acceptable.” Veleis reminds, with a voice as cold as her armor plating. She Huh, looks like you and her are on the same wavelength here. She sweeps her arm across the space in front of her, gesturing to the entire classroom. “Your efforts will determine the ranking and prestige of your House. No doubt they have assigned tasks to keep every student busy. You should all participate in at least one event, even if it’s just the group event at the very end. I don’t want to see anyone hanging around the pool stands being useless, understand? Because if I do find any slackers…”
Her eyes narrow, her pupils contract and a powerful aura extrudes from Veleis’s robotic body. It is one of conquest, command and cobalt colors.
“…they’ll find themselves helping out the facility staff once everyone else has gone home.” She whispers.
That threat must have sounded a lot more intimidating in her internal hard drive, you think to yourself. Seriously, what the hell was she thinking? That is not how you terrify your opponents into complying with your every demand. She should have said something along the lines ‘you’ll suffer an entire week’s worth of detentions’ or ‘you will find numerous and mysterious Akasha Art attacks piercing your bodies in the coming days’!
…
Okay, that was probably overkill. Point is, Veleis-sensei clearly had no idea how to intimidate her students. Never mind she had taught for over thirty years and would have accumulated a wealth of experience in that time. You, an inexperienced sixteen year old boy burdened with the same power as the legendary Kaede Kurusu, clearly knew better her! Your intelligence was scraping at the edge of being DECENT, for Takehaya Susanoo-no-Mikoto’s sake. This argument was valid, sound and therefore one hundred percent irrefutable!
“Yo, Takashi. You feeling okay?” Takauji says. “You look like you’re monologuing inside your own head.”
“I’m not.”
“I ain’t judging you. Sometimes Kanami does that, too.”
The rest of yourclassmates are whispering back and forth.
“Even Veleis-sensei can be cute, huh?” One boy says, with a twinkle in his eye reminiscent to that of a starving young girl peering through the glass display of a cake shop.
“Keep your voice down!” The guy next to him, with glasses covering roughly half his face, whispers “Do you want her to fill you with holes? Those arm cannons aren’t just for show!”
“Dude, calm down and quit exaggeratin’…”
The only response Veleis gives is a slight tightening of her hardened plastic lips. She ignores and continues on.
In any case, I hope you all achieve success in your sports. It’s important to participate in activities outside of study. You, as my husband sometimes colloquially states, are ‘fleshbags and not part of the AI master race’ and won’t live forever. It’s best to enjoy your youth while you can. This sports competition was designed to help you with that.”
The entire class is struck blind by the thoughtfulness of Veleis-sensei’s words. Wait, hang on, no they aren’t.
“Now, out of curiosity, show your hands if you’re doing basketball.” Several kids do exactly that. “Now for table tennis. And…swimming.”
She stares across the class, nodding as her head swivels from left and right.
“An almost even spread across the three sports. Good. This means we won’t have a repeat of 2118. I’m quite satisfied.”
Then the bell rings and you leave.
[4:00 pm, 25-Apr-2129 (MONDAY)]
“Bye, Takashi!” Celeste calls.
“See you at the fitness center tomorrow, brother.” Takauji waves.
Akikazu simply grunts in your direction and heads out.
School has ended. You exit the classroom block to the courtyard outside. The afternoon sunlight is warm and pleasant.
Takauji waits at martial arts club, which you haven’t attended for a while. But you’ll be doing a lot of swimming tomorrow, so it might be a good idea to practice at the academy pool. You recall that Kozue Yusa is wandering around town at this time of the day. The glitched AETHER notification is still there. You check it again and the garbled mess of symbols and letters don’t seem like they’ll be unscrambling themselves any time soon. Even so, it’s a twisted, foul reminder sinking deep within your gut. You will undoubtedly be scrambling around the ruins of the Blackened Void in the near future, lighting perpetually fueled bonfires, gathering useless treasures and punching out Shadows with your comrades.
How would the Covenant do in Star Wars if they appeared during the Clone Wars and started wiping out human worlds?
The pinnacle of Star Wars weapon technology was the Death Star, a weapon feared because it could exterminate planets... something the Covenant does easily.
So yeah, they'd probably do pretty great until that whole internal civil war thing happens.
>>43656750
But how would the Republic react to them just declaring holy war on Humans? How would the Sith react, they didn't plan for this.
>>43656778
It doesn't matter. Covenant has better energy-shielding technology, better weapons (plasma, at least in the books, is far more devastating than Blasters, easily burning through armor and even causing severe injuries with MISSED shots (due to the heat and radiation)... although the games never illustrate this.), better ships, better combat vehicles (Scarabs, Wraiths, Phantoms, ect)... literally the only advantage the humans would have is that Jedi and Sith can use the Force... a thing that's practically not much stronger than a limited scope energy weapon.
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You spent most of the morning calculating the exact location of the RAS Bailoff, the treasure hoard containing what should be an entire civilization’s worth of aurodium. It’d be enough to fund a very healthy retirement to say, Dantooine or Alderaan. You could pay off your bounties, buy yourself a nice house, maybe get a T-16 or something so you aren’t completely bored. Misri might get a cut of it too you suppose, it would seem cruel to make her work and then not share in your loot. Lev and R5 are droids, they barely have a concept of value so maybe not them.
You slouch back in your chair, watching your holoprograms carefully narrow down possible locations in the Unknown Regions of the galaxy. It had already cleared the vast majority of space down to a wide area of select systems. Still a large area to cover, but certainly better than just having one set of coordinates. You might even be able to just take off and find it on your own if you’re feeling bold. You aren’t, but the option is there.
The door slides open, and R5 rolls in. “Sir. Misri wishes to report to you that attachment of the E-Web to the underside of the ship has been completed. TA-11 also reports that unfortunately there are no parts dealers here selling any starship weaponry for the R-22 or the ship itself.” Darn. You were hoping to upgrade the piddly little laser cannon for the Barloz. Maybe even get yourself an AG-2 quad, same one most Corellian smugglers use on their YTs.
“Alright,” you say, standing up. You grab your jacket off of your cabinet and pull it on. For now, your Captain’s Quarters was quite bare. It wasn’t so in the TIE Scout, but that was because space was not a premium there. Here, all of your possessions could probably fill a closet. “Come on, R5. Let’s check in on her.”
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>>43656534
[2/3]
You step down the boarding ramp, then find Kuvasz and Lev sitting on crates, with a game of Dejarik between them. Kuvasz smoked on a cigarra, carefully watching Lev’s stiff and orderly movements of his pieces. Misri sat between them, looking at Kuvasz. “So you were part of Death Watch?” she asks.
“Was,” says Kuvasz. “Back then, Duchess Satine’s policies on pacifism were a bit too extreme for my liking. Governor Viszla was also a bit of a nutcase but, I preferred a bit of a more balanced Mandalore in favor of one that would never raise a hand even to defend itself.” He moved one of his pieces forward.
“Ha. Ha.” Lev laughs in Kuvasz’s face. “You have fallen into my trap.” He moved his king piece forward and left, entrapping Kuvasz’s piece.
Kuvasz grunts, then looks over at Misri. “I could talk your ear off about my time in Death Watch, but…” He moves a piece right. “Checkmate.”
…
Lev grabbed the holotable and immediately threw it across the hangar. “This game is imbalanced.” He immediately storms up the loading ramp past you. Nobody likes a sore loser, Lev.
“Rhys.” Kuvasz stands up, holding out his hand. You shake it, smiling back. You’re at least glad to see he made a full recovery. “Good to see you.”
“You too. Sorry about Roark again, Kuvasz.” You never knew the big old Wookiee, but then again every Wookiee you have ever met has never really let you down. They’re big bunch of walking carpets but they can be the most reliable walking carpets you’ve ever met. “I know you two must have been close.”
[2/3]
>>43656545
[3/3]
“He was a loyal companion for years. I’m just glad he was able to go out with a fight, as all Wookiees should.” Kuvasz crosses his arms, stoically taking the loss of his companion. “Anyway, I was just entertaining your new friend here with stories of my long lost youth.” He smirks a little. “Makes me feel old and wise.”
Misri giggles a little. “I like old and wise.” She looks over at you. “Turret’s done by the way, thanks to yours truly.” You nod, looking over at it. Seems like it can even extend in and out of the hull when needed. Most impressive. “Were we going to get new parts, see if we can upgrade the ship today?”
> “In a little bit. I want to see how imbalanced Dejarik really is.”
> “Sure. But you’re only there to look, not buy.”
> Other
>>43656560
>> “Sure. But you’re only there to look, not buy.”
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"My lord, there's a call for you on the holocom! It's coming in from Zyr'rha."
You hear from Captain Kolbrun at the helm of the ship.
Darth Incarnus's eyes narrow and his face becomes unreadable, or at least more so then is the norm for your Master. He wordlessly beckons you to follow him and walks further into the interior of the ship with a palpable aura of curt authority. As you follow you observe your Master in a moment of relative peace for the first time. He holds a constant air of crispness about him, the kind of feeling you would expect to receive from a man of his position, and his movements have a kind of poise about them, a dignity that never seems to be lost to him. You silently wonder if this disposition came from his office or if it came naturally to him. Your mind wanders continually as you follow, the dark metal interior of the ship hums dully at you as you peek down doors into storage units, private quarters, and rooms filled with complicated pieces and parts that make the ship run.
At last you enter what could be called the hub of the ship, a large communicator dominates the center of the room with several seats, computers, and doors leading to other sections of the ship. Your Master approaches the large console which is producing a low beeping sound indicating an incoming message and presses a button. A hologram of an athletic Twi'lek woman with vibrant red skin and complex black marking across he skin flickers to life on the machine, she looks directly at Darth Incarnus before kneeling.
"My Master."
She says.
Con't
>>43656411
"Rise and speak, my apprentice."
Your Master says calmly.
"Yes Master. I have encountered an issue. The Hutt was tipped off. Security is at a maximum, I wasn't even aware the stupid slug had this many guards but it's escalated beyond a single man mission, and as such I am requesting back up."
Her voice has a tinge of wounded pride to be found within, as if this was admitting defeat to her, in it's own way.
"Do you have any leads on where the tip came from?"
Darth Incarnus asks.
"No Master, I'm not even certain if he knows exactly what he is being threatened by, but he's certainly afraid. Will you be able to send Tavon?"
She asks.
"No, LORD Tavon is currently investigating an issue on Dromund Kaas, it is not as time sensitive as your own mission however it requires him to stay stationed in HQ. Will a Cypher agent be sufficient?"
He asks his eyes narrowing further as he emphasizes the title of Lord.
"I'm afraid not Master, the forces needed to be able to compensate for a lack of a second Sith would only draw attention to us."
She replies. Here eyes flicker to you and the slightest hint of a smile catches on her lips.
"Who is this?"
Zyr'rha asks.
>What do you do?
>Remain silent.
>Smile back.
>Smile back. (Guts)
>"Your replacement."
>"I am our Master's new apprentice, Xanth."
>>43656576
>Remain silent.
>Smile back.
>>43656576
>"I am our Master's new apprentice, Xanth."
>You are Maple Son-Mahogany, one of two young Tuffle twins thrown at Earth starting in early Dragon Ball by your "father," Dr. Raichi
>"Canon" had already taken a sharp turn from the "norm" when you began, and through your actions, choices, and dialogue, took even further turns from the "norm," and will probably continue to do so
>Stats and dice mechanics are used, and can be explained again as needed
>Let's all try to have some fun, ok?
And a pastebin: http://pastebin.com/mhH3WrHF
Last time, on Dragon Ball Tuffle Quest Z! You met with Mark and Videl again, helping Miguel deal with a mysterious illness, met with another world's Kami warning you of an upcoming threat, and you learned how to use the False Moon technique, and now have met another familiar figure...
>>43656168
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=asyO6tonbLQ
She walks towards you, hands on her hips. "It's been quite a while since we last met, hasn't it?"
You nod, putting your own hands on the back of your neck. "That it has."
She gives a sweet smile, then giggles. "And look how far you've come. Married Goku, had a couple kids with him..."
You raise an eyebrow, recalling her... initial meeting with you. "If you're about to start something about that 'my Goku' thing, save it. I'm not a kid anymore, I know how I feel."
"That you do." she says with a nod. "...but you want to still get stronger, don't you? Why is that? Is it for yourself, is it for Goku, is it for your friends and family?" Her expression becomes a bit more serious. "Do you fear falling behind? Be honest with... yourself."
>A. Of course not! I strive to improve for my own sake and the sake of others
>B. ...I've had some worries before, but I don't let them bring me down
>C. Maybe I have... why do you ask?
>D. Something else?
>>43656172
>>A. Of course not! I strive to improve for my own sake and the sake of others
>>43656172
>D. Something else?
It's probably a combination of all three, honestly. But I'd like to think that it's mostly for Goku and everyone else I care about.
What are some /tg/ approved manga?
>>43655767
Bastard.
Due to the recent hype, is OnePunch-Man /tg/ approved?
>>43655767
Spoilers, dude. Also, just go to pleb and search, we've had hundreds of these threads already.