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>>43521710
Also

I'd be down to run a Steampunk Napoleon game

I would, but I'm already GM'ing one myself.

>>43521710
Voice? Text? Skype? Roll20? IRC? Timezone?

Realistic-autistic? Cinematic? Steampunk-retarded? Subtle magic?

I'd like to request a female genasi swashbuckler/swordsage. She's an air genasi with almost pure white skin and hair, but she's not an albino as her eyes are blue. She wears a simple loose outfit for mobility consisting of a blue top and bottom with a trailing loincloth in the back. She wears knee-high boots which end around her ankle and gloves ending at the wrist. She also decorates her skin with swirling pale blue war paint which goes in long lines around her body. Weapon of choice are two long, elegant elven swords and she fights in an unnaturally quick and precise manner.

Would be awesome if someone could take a stab at this as she's an NPC in our D&D game at the moment and possibly the DM's waifu but that's okay

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Might as well jump in here first with my request for the Corp I'm playing in a Cyberpunk game.

Pic related more or less sums up everything, with the exception being the fact that the character is Japanese. Though if one wanted to show the chipware socket on her neck, that would be neat (It's just with the hair I can see that being somewhat difficult so don't feel as if it's necessary). Chipware sockets more or less just look like a series of metal slits in the neck to insert chipware in to, pretty simple.

Thank you in advance if anyone takes the time to draw this, and of course if any more information is needed, by all means, ask.

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Requesting a plagued/diseased angel woman(Can be just the face if wings make the pic too big for details. If wings are included, she has molting, drab feathers. Blue eyes if colored, tan where not discolored by disease. Long, dark hair.

No evil expressions, she's a symbol of how not all goodness has to be beautiful.

Wide coverage by sores and/or peeling, flaky skin without getting into zombie style appearance.

Thanks to any drawfriends who take an interest!

Her note had been short, a simple invitation with directions through Sunspear’s winding streets. You kept your profile low, unlikely you were the only Lord about the city but not about the back alleys and dark pathways you now found yourself. Your hair was hidden beneath your cloak, a cloth over your mouth hid the silver in your beard, only your eyes remained to give away your identity, emerald orbs reflecting the heavy sun of Dorne. Sweat pooled upon your forehead, you cursed the warmth and wished for lighter clothing, perhaps you could find something suitable later, sandsilk would feel wonderful now. you shake the thoughts. Refocus on the task. Obella’s name sat upon your lips and you mind began to wander, her sweet songs, the taste of her lips, the pleading begging voice that told you of things that made little and less sense. And now… She wished to see you in secret despite being a lady of the court, she need not call upon you to some winesink in a twisted alleyway unless…

You stop a moment, watching a street peddler haggle with a dark skinned man over a skin, but your mind was elsewhere. No. Dontos would be furious. It was bad enough that the seamstress’s daughter potentially had your child in her belly, but a Noblelady? You had hardly stepped into Dorne. And what would Lord Arryn say? This could cause a rift beyond measure, Lord Qorgyle was a dear friend of Prince Oberyn, and one of his most ardent supporters. Simple disregard, passionate heat, that could ruin talks of peace. It could ruin you.

Beginning to walk again you check the directions provided and find yourself before an assumingly taphouse upon the second wall of Sunspear. Entering you find a young man dressed in simple leathers, a sword at his side, and an older woman, her face pinched and weathered. She gives you a once over and scrunches her face up before nodding to the young man. He approaches you, roughly your own height, and he looks at you with a defiant gaze, his eyes meeting your own and a small smirk forms on his face, “It’s him nan.”

You return the gaze, confused when he speaks. The elder woman gnaws on her gums and waves the boy off, and picks at your hand, “Follow.”

She leads you through what you now see to be a brothel, seedy as they come, you had seen pleasure houses not unlike this in Essos, a few in King’s Landing as well. There was a certain dornish flair, the smell of incense mixed with the heat of the summer day reminding you further of Obella’s tent. A small corner is dedicated to a bar with various inhabitants that hardly pass you a glance, a group of three look like they’re sellswords with a smaller one eyeing you a moment before calling for another drink. The idle playing of a bard catches your ears, a song you did not know. You reach a secluded room and the elder woman points for you to enter with a wordless command and having little other choice you obey.

The room is decorated sparsely, candles light the dark room with a bed of some comfort, the walls are covered with silks and on a table before you is a decanter filled with a red wine, two glasses filled already. You walk about the room and place a hand over your breast, a dirk resting there and you give it a shake, loosening it from the scabbard, your hand brushing Isis’ braid while doing so.

Fingering at the bed’s sheets your mind remains still for once not turning to idle thoughts but focus, this felt off to you. A voice behind you startles makes you turn on your heel and allow your eyes to rest upon a face you did not know, matched to a voice and body you did.

“Lord Blackshaft,” she says with a devilish smile. Her dark blue eyes drink in your own, the pools of black rippling where the light catches them. You hadn’t seen her without her mask before, the black carapace so reminiscent of the Qorgyle’s scorpions. Her features are sharp, a stark contrast to the softness of her eyes and lips. Above her left eye is a scar that cuts into her neat eyebrows just enough to mar the otherwise beautiful visage.

“Lady Scorpion, a pleasure,” you respond you voice turning to velvet, “Less than pleasurable circumstances. I had thought us done meeting in dark places.”

Her lips twist and she walks towards you, a swaying stride that you attempt to keep your eyes from. Her hands whisk the glasses of wine and she swings her body into your own, pressing the glass to your hand and removing the other from the dirk upon your chest, “A choice of necessity my Lord. There are far too many ears and eyes in the Old Palace.”

“And a shady winesink is a better place for a Lord with my…”

“Reputation?” she smiles again and presses the glass to her lips.

“Erm… Yeah. Reputation. To be found. Particularly among the company of a Lady of Dorne.”

>>43520790
How can someone have a plasma bolter? Do the bullets turn into plasma or does it fire plasma then the bullets are destroyed by the plasma.

>>43520824
it fires bolts of plasma or metal somehow covered in plasma

>>43520882
>>43520824
>>43520790
Hang on. I think i understand.

TAU Pulse weapons.
>They fire a bolt of metal that then gets covered with plasma.

>>43520786
>What is the best instant in each color.
That blue one that costs one blue mana and let's you draw 3 cards.

I asked in the last thread before it was dead.

How should I go about making jenara so that she is cancer? You guys got any lists?

>>43520786
>What is the best instant in each color.

boring list
white: enlightened tutor
blue: mystic tutor
black: vampiric tutor
red: sarkhan's triumph
green: worldly tutor

cool list
white: angel's grace
blue: sunder
black: hatred
red: final fortune
green: berserk

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>>43520685
Previous Thread: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/43487104/


So last thread we entered the valley, made some slings to carry the delicious berries that are fucking everywhere (for now), crossed a great river and made it to the top of of a rocky outcropping with a ruined temple and a cellar at the top, and we added a nice log roof to the temple.

So, after looking at the last thread here's how things will work: You have 2 rolls total per turn. Those rolls can be dedicated between Actions (d20) and Researches (d100) depending on what you guys want to do. I'll roll for everything after a consensus is made and then write it up.

I'll follow this post with the dedication of the temple, which you guys decided to be done with a wrestling competition and an orgy. So yea fun stuff.

You decide to dedicate the temple to Tauros through a series of wrestling bouts between your bulls. A section of the campground is cleared of the overgrown stones that still litter the area as an impromptu arena. Your females begin be marking stones with various symbols, with each symbol having two rocks marked with it. The bulls draw lots with the two bulls with matching stones being each others opponent. The fighting is fierce, limbs are twisted, bodies are thrown, and the forest echos with the cheers of the herd. At the end of the contests, each victorious male is chosen by a female, who then head into the temple to consummate.

In the morning, rays of sunlight pierce through the openings of the wooden roof and shine upon your females. It is decided that this is a sign from Tauros himself, and that your females are now pregnant and will give birth next Spring.

The herd wishes to celebrate but there is too much work to be done in your new home.

>Choose an Action or a Research

>Scout (the general area)
>Fortify
>Forage
>Other

>>43520714
>Forage
Hay OP, sorry to see your usual players arn't here. Do you happen to have a twitter, I just saw this quest.

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>>43520563

I ordered a dozen of the white dwarfs with the collectible pin. I'm gonna be raking in the cash hand over fist selling them on ebays

>>43520563
Just 2

>>43520563
Zwei.

In a blink more than a week had passed. You were starting to get used to be surrounded by your personnel and living in such corridors. The sight of armed people was now common, even the lowliest techpriests was now carrying a combat knife and a laspistol with the necessary trigger training to become efficient enough with the use of such weapons.

After you had deal with the dispute between the two ranks of the Mechanicus and erased any kind of discord the harmony started to return to the daily life. There was an overall change of mentality among those people, something that they were completely unused to after years of monotone study and repetitive schedules. They were even starting to make small supervised fights between them after their classes and work were done, a sanctioned fight club.

Slowly you dragged yourself out of your bathtub, feeling somewhat annoyed at the fact that you couldn’t fit inside anymore. You would have to order the construction of one with greater dimensions. Walking with a firm and steady step you reached the Command Bridge and saw the usual people working in their usual positions. All was fine.

+[ DAY 9 of 21 ]+
+[ TIME: 8:00 AM ]+

>Contact with the Navigator, ask her about the possible shortcut.
>Visit Nathaniella now that she is recovered and able to train the techpriests and skitarii
>Make a combat tournament with two different leagues, one for Skitarii and other for Techpriests. Make the
>Descend to the Forges and check your private forge. Decide if you want to create any weapon or try to improve any existing one.
>Train to get used to your new body and bionics.
>Your crafting skills are somewhat rusty. Study and try to recover your past dexterity.
>Read any message that the crewsmen might have written to you.
>Write the first diary log for your Daughter Alaria.
>Write in.

>>43520549
>>Train to get used to your new body and bionics.
>>Your crafting skills are somewhat rusty. Study and try to recover your past dexterity.
>>Read any message that the crewsmen might have written to you.
>>Write the first diary log for your Daughter Alaria.

>>43520549
>>Train to get used to your new body and bionics.
Maybe invite Nathaniella to train with us.
>>Your crafting skills are somewhat rusty. Study and try to recover your past dexterity.
>>Read any message that the crewsmen might have written to you.
>>Write the first diary log for your Daughter Alaria.
Hi Ax. How are you today?

IT'S A SIGN FROM OUR LORD ON TERRA, EVERYONE MUST GO FUUUUUUCK THEMSELVES!!

>>43520531
Despite the fact that Khorne started lifting weights when Magnus said "Survival of the fittest," implies that the writer doesn't really get the scientific use of the phrase, this was probably one of my favorite episodes so far. Very well done.

>>43520622
wouldn't misunderstanding science be the most 40k thing he could do though?

>>43520479
You walk right past the crowd, which has assembled at the gate to the hospital, completely unseen. Tatsuki glances around, realizing that the two of you are now invisible.

“Amazing,” she comments, waving a hand in front of one of her classmates.

Her classmate looks up in confusion as you clap a hand over Tatsuki's mouth and drag her off.

“They can still hear you,” you hiss. “That's why I told you not to mess around.”

“Sorry,” she mutters.

Now, you need to decide exactly how you're going to do this.

>Search the building for the demi-hollow and wait there
>Find that "Don Kanonji" guy, keep an eye on him
>Follow Ichigo and Rukia, try your best to resist messing with them
>Other?

>>43520513
>Follow Ichigo and Rukia

>>43520513
>>Follow Ichigo and Rukia, try your best to resist messing with them

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>>43520291
I feel pretty good about elves. Thank you for asking.

I dislike the stereotypical player who gravitates towards elves. Not the actual players, mind you, but that vague stereotype of the arrogant douchebag looking for an excuse to play an arrogant douchebag.

That said, I love elves. Most people I actually play with who play elves are good folk, and there's something uniquely charming about their design.

Not really excited but anything interesting in their background is appreciated. Particularly if it takes 'accepted' elf traits and manipulates them into something that makes sense in setting and feels fresh enough.

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He's alive, the Imperium finds this incredibly offensive.

More to the point they probably don't know he's a separate entity from the Tau empire so part of their invasion of the pricks is to kill him and his enclaves.

>>43520222
>they probably don't know he's a separate entity from the Tau empire
his very introduction was a report from a rogue trader telling the inquisition he was a breakaway faction to the empire with a shady reason and something they should be investigating

Given how much his original fluff has been retconned I'm sure that may have changed since, but that would make me rather upset.

>>43520222
yeah but not Officio Assassinorium offensive. Usually that is an inside-job level of "I really fucking hate that guy"

>>43520121
Wouldn't homosexuality fuel Slaanesh?

>>43520121
Who knows? Maybe? Yes? No? Do you seriously think GW would write Sister of Battle fluff now?

>>43520132
That's not how excess works anon.

>>43520121
Sisters don't take vows of chastity as far as i remember. And in an all-female force they might not have other ways to get off some steam. It might differ from order to order but i don't think anyone would really frown upon it as long as it won't interfere with their duties.

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"But why GURPS?"

1) The splatbooks/worldbooks are universally written by people who know what they're talking about. The Fantasy book is written by archaeologists and historians, the Space book is written by astrophysicists, the Guns book is written by gun experts, etc. The factual mistakes are few and far between, and almost always acknowledged later. They give great advice on how to make believable worlds, how FTL affects society, how magic changes warfare, how real supernatural elements change secret societies... or how to ignore all realism and make whatever setting you want in a way that players can't take advantage of. They're great reads, even if you don't use the system.

2) GURPS has rules to handle anything. You don't need to use them all (why bother with rules for asphyxiating in a vacuum in a game about biker gangs?) but they're there. So if a game doesn't go where you expect, and your party of adventurers buy a wagon and start managing a merchant caravan company, there are books to support that style of play in a systemic way, integrated with the core rules in a way that makes sense. This also makes it great for crazy blends of game. Dungeonpunk with automatic firearms? Yes.

3) GURPS by default uses "heroic realism". This is when the odds on the heroes' sides but reality doesn't bend for them. Two bullets will knock a human unconscious (but not immediately kill him - this is fairly realistic) but hitting a moving target more than 100m away in a firefight is hard as hell. It suits games that go for a realistic or gritty feel and gives a break from the slightly cartoony damage sponges in games like D&D but can be customised with optional rules to change the feel from "Fuck You, There Are No Heroes and the World is Shit" right up to "The Heroes are Good and Always Triumph Over Evil". Incidentally, what makes it heroic realism also makes it the best game on the market to play a game about Operators Operating Operationally

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Hey gurps general; how insidious is a linked corrosion touch attack, slapped together with leech?

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>>43520099
Have a free pic to go with that post.