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So, you're going to just keep making these, as soon as when one falls off?

And you're just going to be repeating old topics, over and over again?

Why? Why are you so invested in making these lazy threads?

>>43645055
Rape.

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Nobody knoooooooooooows!

>>43644686

You quickly piece together what likely brought this child before you.

“Your lead turned something up after all…” You take another sip from your tea.

Justina scoffs and then looks around the veranda. “Got any more of that? My throat is killing me.”

You slide the cup over to her, it's a bit too sweet for your liking anyway.

She quickly gulps down most of what’s left. “Ahh…” She rubs her throat and sighs. “I don’t get why I’m still feeling the wound on this body…”She turns to you to clarify. “Metal spike, right to the throat. If this body was any taller, then I’d really be gone.”

You always suspected that it wouldn’t be an easy feat to kill her. Now the question is who was it that got the drop on someone as capable as her…but you have your suspicions.

“That Occultist was more dangerous than you had anticipated…” You state quietly, testing the most likely theory.

She clicks her tongue in dissatisfaction, and then shakes her head in defeat. “I told him I wanted to talk. He said to go away and never come back. I insisted. He told me to go away if I valued my life and then he walked into his hovel.” She rubs her eyes. “I followed the bastard…”

Where upon her original body met her end.

“So, what’s your plan now?” You ask casually.

She sprawls her small body across the table. “Fix up this body, gather some more resources, and then get my revenge by stealing all his secrets then killing him.”

“And my favor?” You press.

Her head falls to the table and she’s silent for quite some time. “Don’t think you could find it in yourself to forget about that? Or at the very least make it something easy that I could do quickly? I’m headed back to the human realm where the pickings are easier.”

You carefully consider what use, if any, you could get out of her favors at this point.

>Relinquish the debt.

>Write in.

>>43644722
Ask her to fix up Matthias' limbs before she leaves. Tempt her to stay in that realm, new kids and all.

>>43644841
That'd tip our hand we betrayed the usurper.

Whoops, my trip wasn't on.

The actual memorial stuff is... Well, you're a bit bored by the events therein, but you're here for your job anyway. It's much more social an event than you'd expected, a lot of people you don't know talking to other people you don't know about things you don't care about.

Looking disinterested in catchings-up and the like is Jorden, that half-manakete you met earlier. The only person who he seems to be giving the time of day is a woman who has more of the typical manakete features, looking generally younger than him.

Natalie, Yancy, Yulea, and a brown-haired woman you don't recognize all talk about something or another.

Reese and that Jay guy are reminiscing and generally seem to be having as great a time as one could have in the circumstances.

Cargia is sharing some anecdote you're only half-paying attention to with you, Marrius, Lyeim, and Leigh.

>A. Approach Jorden
>B. Approach Yancy and all them
>C. Approach Reese and Jay
>D. Try to pay closer attention
>E. Look for someone else to talk to (specify)

>>43644658
>B. Approach Yancy and all them

>>43644304

All of that sounds perfectly reasonable to me. Why is this a contest? Why are players complaining about something that is an obvious benefit to them?

>>43644304
He's a dick, you're using the spell in a creative manner and there is nothing wrong with that.

>>43644348
I have no idea. I am using my shit to buff the team and make other players shine excatly because I know my group has a pretty "damage is best"-view of DnD and they know that I am able to optimize characters quite a bit if I wanted to (which is also why I explicitly made a promise that I would only make shit which suits the caracter 100% and not optimize anything". I have no words for this and I really need to know I am not alone in this.

I mean, who the fuck complains that another player saves lives in the group, by making opponents think a wounded character just got encased in magical rock or that pursuers think a sewer got blocked off, so the group can escape certain death?

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Emotionless characters are pretty fun when the other characters around them make up for it.
I main a Krieger in DH. The rest of the party attempts to humanize him to no avail.

>>43644084
>See, Shadowrun has a quality called "Blank Slate", where abusing personafixes (personalities loaded onto data chips) basically erases any personality you had yourself, and you only have one when you have a chip loaded. Since there's going to be circumstances where I don't have a personafix available (I know my DM well enough to know this will happen), I need to figure out what I'm supposed to do to play a character who has no defining personality.

Complete emotionlessness, catatonic state or complete breakdown (as in, "lie down and clutch head" breakdown, not "REEEEEEEE" breakdown).

>>43644084
A purely reaction based nature. No actual opinions beyond survival and a measure of comfort.

Essentially, a robot but who will generally react to a uncomfortable position - you cant keep standing for hours looking at paint drying, and you will take care of immediate urges, but nothing else besides.

Maintenance of equipment, training and general efficiency come first.

Requesting half-elf or elf (or maybe human) warlocks, preferably fey. Sorry, I don't have anything at the moment because I'm at work.

>>43643623
Just stop being a faggot

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>>43643623
Ignoring the fact that this is obvious bait, you're obviously not in any way the DM for them and they're not the group for you. Either you buck up and change your whole style to suit them, or you leave and obey the old maxim of "no game is better than bad game". Or actually talk to them about it face-to-face instead of bottling it all up like a passive-aggressive fuck.

From the start, you had been unable to find the value in these so called 'Testaments' that Irue kept so close, and as you forged listlessly deeper into the mines, you felt only a roiling twist in your gut at the thought of Ari. Her refusal to cooperate was what had sparked those events, what had led to the collapse. If she had died... If she had died, would you feel anything but satisfaction?

You rubbed at your wrist absently. There was no weight there, no sentiment of displeasure from the monstrous human who had forced their life on you. They had been silent since the cave in, and you had too little knowledge to venture a guess as to why. The respite was welcoming anyway, as that mindless berserker who had thrust you into this mess was just another thing you resented. They had spoken grandly about teaching you why they couldn't give up, and through your own blood, sweat and tears, with an aching body and racing heart, you had held the fates and lives of those peasants in your hands. You had fought beside them, worked to earn their respect, awkwardly shouldered the burden of their hopeful eyes.

...For what? You can't even say they had ripped it from you on purpose. There was no thought involved in that violence. It was the same selfish, thoughtless monster which had bound you in the first place. Stolen your nature from you, and left you to muddle through these confusing feelings and trials. If Ari had died, good riddance. If that monster despaired over it, then at least then they would feel the same wrenching pain of loss and failure that you did over your knights.

Your Knights. Not Irue's. Irue never looked them in the eye, never gave them an order. They were yours.

....They 'were'.

You are a Doppleganger, born of fear and insecurities. You were never meant to lead a human life, or truly experience the emotions that bore you. You were a reflection of someone else.

The seething resentment in your veins which drove you forward was something you were never supposed to learn the taste of.

Were you even a Doppleganger anymore?

What were you?

...You shake your head, gritting your teeth as you stare down one of the skittering Atlach Nacha. Introspective contemplations could wait, you still had things to do.

If you continued to go down, you'd probably find that underground spring you had come for in the first place. It was just a matter of following the slope and moisture to its conclusion. On the other hand, it seemed like the Atlach Nacha's territory was gradually beginning to diverge from that destination. The Undine was known for being territorial, but also closely associated with secrets; If you actually forged deeper into their nest, you would definitely get a fight... But what if they had been guarding something lost in this mineshaft?

And what about getting out? Only a handful of your knights had actually followed you down into this cesspit. With the majority still waiting for your return on the surface, wasn't your responsibility to try and make it back to them? Even if the way you came in had caved in, these numerous twisting passages may conceal another exit somewhere - If you didn't become lost, first.

>Continue to the spring.
>Investigate the Atlach Nacha's nest.
>Delve into the side passages to try and find the surface.
>Other? (write-in)

>>43643610
>>Investigate the Atlach Nacha's nest.
might as well get this over with.

>>43643541
Welcome back folks! Let's get this going

Pastebin with troop and item costs and important info: http://pastebin.com/Lmn4jKc1
Make sure to follow my twitter where I announce the threads: https://twitter.com/CeroTheNull
Also archive of previous threads: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?searchall=death+among+the+stars
Ask.fm: http://ask.fm/DeathAmongTheStarsQuest

Stockpile:
>15595B (15 Catoblepas: 450B daily, 4Herds: 80B daily)
>13288M (6 Diggers: 120M daily, Miners: 160M daily, Lunar Mine: 10 Diggers+Mining drones: 270M)

Troop Totals:
>Voidknight Disciples: 2
>Talons: 206 (100 with Necroflensers, 106 w/ Sting Whips)
>Cyclops: 20 (All venomous)
>Stingers: 38 (Bone Rifles, Thumpers, Shardspitters)
>Gargoyles: 20 (10 Smoke, 10 Explosive)
>Trolls: 64 (all ranged, 3 with melee weapons)
>35 Crit Crawls (35 Zapper)
>7 Think Tanks
>25 Cauldrons
>15 AA Towers (includes colonys)
>5 Advanced AA Towers (3 moon, 2 planet)
>15 Catoblepas
>16 Diggers

Enslaved Minions:
>Sub-Admiral Estkri
>Clanship Captain Krotur
>Jor
>3 Voidsingers
>122 Osjiic Crew members
>269 Dagger Pirate members of various races (Mostly Netu>Human>Vorh>Kesh)
>Jor
>30 miners
>1 Osjiic Voidsinger
>1 Worker Sunscale

Vehicles:
>2 Chariots
>6 Coffins
>95 Nails (50 Needle, 40 Sting)

Current Research
>Sub-capitol ships: Medium
>Shields: Medium
>Skip Drive: Medium
>Void Drive: Slow
>Power Generator: Fast
>Ship-based Weaponry: Fast

Researchable Items:
>Advanced Jump-pack
>Voidsinger Hammers
>Void Repeater
>Shields
>Netu Clansword
>Dagger Powersuit

Working Osjiic ships captured:
>1 Heavy Cruiser (Heavy Damage)
>2 Light Cruisers (Moderate-Heavy damage)
>4 Frigates (Damaged)
>5 Corvettes (Damaged)
>15 Dropships
>20 Heavy Fighters

Working Dagger ships:
>1 Clanship Battlecruiser (Heavy damage)
>2 Light Cruisers (Moderate damage)
>8 Frigates (Damaged)
>10 Corvettes (Damaged)
>6 Dropships
>10 Fightercraft

>>43643593
Your soldiers collect the pieces of the broken monolith and their broken comrades, gathering them in piles for transport back to your Cauldrons for inspection. The Disciple returns saying the gallery hall continues for quite a distance but they detected no more Monoliths. They did find a large hallway leading into the darkness, the Cyclops peering in to reveal a large stone door sealed further in.

The Think Tank you had brought with you was still doing a survey of the planet searching for anything interesting. You still had two other Coffins waiting for you and you could leave now to return to your forces or push further into the strange ruins. Your spear shattered in the attack that brought down the Monolith, your armor cracked but still holding you at least still had your shield and Shardspitter.

How do you proceed?
>Press further in
>Leave and return to Horizons Drop/Moonbase
>Wait for survey to finish
>Remotely create troops
>Other

The Think Tanks back on the Moonbase in charge of researching the construction of ships and their various systems asks for permission to construct the necessary infrastructure needed for crafting your own ships.

>Think Tanks request for ship building infrastructure: 3000B 3500M
>Y/N?

>>43643775
>>Wait for survey to finish

>Y

If you want to encourage murderhoboism then sure make it so they have to kill everything to get the XP. I'd rather they do the encounter intelligently rather then make them grind everything to dust

3.5 onwards (maybe earlier editions) make the point that overcoming the encounter is enough to earn experience points.

So sneaking past a group of goblins or knocking them out gives the same XP as killing them.

If the players overcome the challenge, they get the XP.

1st

You repelled their forces, though not without losses. The elven elder, who had become somewhat a friend and certainly a close ally died at the hands of drow. You had your vengeance. You collapsed a mountain on their misbegotten kind.

Then you set out on a journey to the sea, for a traditional elven burial. It went relatively smoothly, as you certainly did not find any ancient enchantress lady. On your way back, however, you did meet a race of sea-dwelling humanoids, the Mer.

You learned that Bathory is pregnant.

After returning from your travels to the sea, you soon set out into the desert to find the temple of Pern and the secret of immortality. On the way there you met strange orcs, strange elves, and a stranger gnome- creature, but ultimately nothing could stop you.

You decided not to take up vampirism, but Lathrien was more convinced of the value of the curse. He willingly took up the curse of vampirism, for immortality and for power.

You returned, rescued dwarves from giant spiders, kobolds from slavery and fought an ancient draco-lich.

When you returned, you were under siege within a week. Human worshippers of Pern assaulted your stronghold, and you just barely beat them back. You defeated their forces entirely, and followed them back to the human lands, liberating village after village from their grasp.

And that is where the thirty first installment of Feral Necromancer Quest ended.

The Cast

Vlad Tepish: You, a necromancer and shaman of great skill on a quest for immortality. Your constant and insistent attempts at diplomacy with the neighboring tribes has made you a well-respected force in the area.

Bathory: Your lover and companion, brought back to life into an alchemical body. She is pregnant with your child. A skilled diplomat in her own right she brings stability and counsel to your company.

Lathrien: Your apprentice and the first vampire, he is getting better at controlling his new powers, which are substantial. The first to gain immortality among your party, he is stronger, faster and more charming than ever before.

Melandie: A huntress, a berserker, an elf. She is quick to anger and her rage is terrible, but she has learned to control her emotions better recently. The runeblade she wields still impacts her emotions, but it is unlikely to break her mind or kill her any longer.

Korg: Your orcish blackguard, he is bound to your will. He wields a great hammer and cares for few things more than to use it in battle. A creature of simple pleasures and sins he is a destructive force on the battlefield and a cunning creature in planning.

Halivean: Known to you as Hal, he is your desert elf blackguard. Fanatically loyal to you and with some basic skill in necromancy and tactics he is a vital lieutenant to your forces. His agility is exceptional and his skill with a blade and bow is significant, but where he shines is leading undead into battle.

Karist: Dwarven runesmith and elder.

Spot: Gnoll rogue and boss.

Vlad the Kobold: Kobold leader.

Amythrien: Elven craftsman and elder.

Sheila: Human elder from your village.


Housekeeping

Suptg archive of the quest: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=DeadQM

Twitter where the quest updates usually happen: @DeadQM

http://pastebin.com/vBRyBWfK Mechanics and Character Sheet

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>>43642108

Awakening on the cushioned floor of Cocoa Torres' beach hut is a new experience for you. The light feeling of sand flowing onto your face from the beach alongside the salty air and distinct sight of a sun rising over the ocean through the giant hole in her wall. Right, she should probably fix that; not that anyone in their right mind would try and take advantage of her. They're probably be on fire before they ever had the chance to pinch anything.

Speaking of the woman in question, Cocoa is lying next to you on the ground - fast asleep and with a dumb grin that matches Shun next to her. You smile at the both of them. See? Free love solves everything.

Well, maybe not potentially insanity-inducing, heart-melting curses. But it managed to put your mind at ease for a while.

You stretch your back out and get a feeling for your body. It feels a little different this morning - and not just because you're still carrying sand on you. You reverted back to your male form by sleeping- which has the unfortunate side-effect of losing your Maiden White garments. Thanks to Cocoa burning your clothes (if you could call that bikini 'clothes'), you're buck naked right now.

"Mn..." You grumble, blushing a little bit at the sight. You could try and get back to your room for proper clothing, but you'd run the risk of running into someone. Early morning streakers probably aren't too common here...

[1/2]

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>>43642254

As you stir and awaken, you hear a similar sound beside you as Shun rises, yawning loudly. She glances at you, blinking blearily, but smiling all the same once she recognizes you.

"Ahhn~ morning Mako." She mutters in between yawns, rubbing her eyes.

"Sleep well?" You ask her. She nods back.

"Oogh, like a rock!" She replies, wrapping her arms around her legs, grinning. "Ahh man, I can't believe last night! Two cute girls, ahehe~" She giggles lightly to herself.

"Well, one of them's still here." You say, gesturing to Cocoa beside her. Shun looks down and flinches at the sight - evidently she hadn't noticed the snoring. As per the usual, the sight of Ms Torres' chest has Shun transfixed, and she giggles to herself again. You pout.

"I'm more naked than she is."

"Ah- I'm sorry." She's quick to respond. You blink at her.

"So, how's that spell working for you? The Burning Heart?" You ask, leaning forward. "Dooo you want to jump me right now?" You ask. Shun blinks and rubs the back of her head.

"Ehh, a little bit. But I'm not super obsessed with it."

"Good, then it worked," you sigh, relieved, "I doubt it cured the others, but fixing the spell means it's not going to get any worse."

"Do you know how to fix our buds?" Shun asks, rocking back and forth. You shake your head.

"Still working on that."

> Wake up Cocoa.
> Let her sleep.

> Head back.
> Raid her wardrobe.
> Magic up some clothes.

>>43642403
>Let her sleep
> Magic up some clothes.

We could teleport?

How much social pressure is there to start a family in the JR?

>>43642617
Its kind of like everywhere else, space is at a premium, so having kids is seen as a privilege, not a right. There is probably a lot of competition and having children is seen as a status symbol.

What kinds of games have you run that don't focus around Firewall operations?

>>43641740
[2/2]

You sigh, leaning back on your Striker and looking around. Aurelia sips on her coffee by the road, bundled up in a trenchcoat, a wool hat, and a helmet as she waits for newcomers. Rascal and Greta were busy building some sort of snow fort. And Thorn as usual was still scanning the horizon.

Ugh, you’re going to die of boredom. You shake your head, walking over to Greta and Rascal. “What are you two doing?” you ask.

“We’re building a fort,” says Rascal as she drops down into the surprisingly deep foundation. “I mean, it’s not like Neuroi are ever going to come around here, you know?”

“Don’t assume that,” you gently say. Greta and Rascal look up at you, looking very sad. Morale was starting to plummet in your unit from the boredom. It hasn’t even been a week and you’re already approaching breaking point. Maybe packing alcohol would’ve saved the five of you. “Look, we shouldn’t wish for the Neuroi to come. But… don’t assume that they’re never going to show up. We’re still on their turf you know?”

Greta folds her arms, sighing. “Goodness. I only wish that we could go back to the Front with Captain Kelly and her girls. This business of maintaining the rear is absolutely horrid!” She kicks the snow a bit, grumbling. “I’m going stir crazy here!”

“I’ve had to deal with this for two years, two days is nothing. Just try and relax.”

Rascal looks down, then around the unfinished fort. “Did you want to help us build our fort?”

> “No.”
> “Fine. But this isn’t because I’m bored.”
> Other

>>43641743
>“Fine. But this isn’t because I’m bored.”

>>43641743
>“Fine. But this isn’t because I’m bored.”

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>>43641724

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Sounds good desu OP.

>>43641724
10/10 will add to headcanon desu senpai