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UTC+1 18:00 August 19.
Be there ;)
Also provide your tripcodes so we can ID properly.
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Rolled 755 (1d1000)

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Damn edessa pretty scary here
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Fill island
Also is the IRA guy just MIA or some shit?
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Push more north districts but dont defend central
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remove op and defend if a district im getting points from is attacked

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In a world plunged into frozen chaos, you, Gaeleath Yesthyra, will find a cure for the Frostblight no matter what it takes. You finally managed to construct your very first automaton, after various treks to the unforgiving shore, you stumbled upon a group of bandits setting an ambush. You ignored your primal instincts and warned the incoming caravan of their incoming doom after seeing Kajal at its lead. During the fight, you slapped and smacked your darkling slave to dispel her irrational fear of giants sending her into a much needed frenzy. You and the humans have prevailed. The caravan is safe.

Archive: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Frozen%20Civ%20Quest

Disclaimer: I am not the QM, who currently cannot post images thanks to an IP rangeban. They should be along shortly to kick off the new thread properly.
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alright, roll
Rolled 12 (1d20)

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[Slight Success]

One Victim after another, tortured, mutilated. They were either these 'Skyfolk' who you know nothing about or other elves. On a side note, he refused to 'perform his art' on other fellow humans.

Death by agony. What drives a human to be so cruel? The more you read, the more hatred you garnered for Willisk. Another interesting parts:

"Master Gafil has entrusted me with a secret task. She want me to smuggle a prisoner out of here to an abandoned spire in the far side of the island. I followed her words. Why does she want this high profile prisoner out of sight? The other master don't know a thing about this. Am i doing the right thing?"

And there was more.

"Master Gafil is pleased of my work. She wants the prisoner to stay alive, the rest is up to me! She has sent a trapmaker and an architect for renovate the spire. I hate them, leave my new palace alone!"

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Your name is Shu, and the hunt’s preparations are almost complete.

Bathed in the searing heat of the Forge, November’s putting her own personal touches on her new body, sleek chrome and burnished metal in the place of the pitted rust of the form she’s left behind while her niece finishes with Relics both old and new. Dorian’s visible just outside your door, leaning against the bar and swirling a vintage of something old, expensive, and scarlet in a wineglass as she studies something intently just out of your line of sight. You, meanwhile, are seated on the edge of your bed, caught in the quiet contemplation of your newest ally. The addition of the Beta Proxy of Doctor West wasn’t something you expected but she, too, is pursuing a better life...a pursuit all in your family find worthy. Rising, you begin walking to Dorian's side when you almost run into Gina, rounding the corner into your room with her nose buried in a folder.

"H-hey!" She sputters, regaining her focus as she snaps the paperwork shut. "Sorry, I was coming to get you,I've been looking through the Halo files!"

"Find anything interesting?" You ask, glancing over to Dorian and following his unblinking line of sight to where Francine discusses Fleshscape reconnaissance with Julia and Amara at the table. Watching him finish his glass and pour another, you turn to face Gina to find her hazel eyes sparkling with fascination.

“Hell yes, I did." Gina replies, an undeniable note of pride in her excited voice. "I know where three of them are, now. Cassandra met both West and Charon during her journey with Uzu Senior, and it looks like Doc Prime had two Halos fused to her at the time they met.” She explains. "The Fibrous and Phantasm ones, allegedly."

“So you're saying our two biggest threats have at least on Halo apiece?” You groan, and Gina just nods sharply.

“Yep, it looks like Cass figured out how to scan for the unique Hexane signatures the Halos give off, so she pegged that Charon had one infused into their body…and if their old class is anything to go by, then I’d bet it’s the Flesh Artisan one.The real fun part is that since I have the Neurotic Halo hybridized with my Neuromancy, I think I may be able to retrace Cassandra’s steps and figure out how to sweep for them, myself!”

“Alright, just keep working on that, and…" You pause, uncertain as to the source of anxiety that works its way around your heart as you speak. "...be careful, alright?”

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So you thought about hippies.....

not exactly my first line of thought when i heard drug induced oblivion
My mind went to the Drug Cartels of Slavic Europe or the Mexican side of the Drug Cartels.
really interesting character and while shes clearly high level, she doesn't feel overpowered or insurmountable. id absolutely love to see her interact with characters in one of her less violent bouts.

to be fair i wasn't trying to say to them cooperation was impossible, only if you read the rest i was trying to at least not lie that we have misgivings about that plan, something im glad to see everyone agrees with for one reason or another. actually, i think so far everyones agreed for similar enough reasons, just to different levels of how hardcore against it they might be.

yeah, it has major similarities. again, i just hope shes not planning to force it on everyone, that shit simply wont fly. plenty of otherwise well meaning daughters could easily be against that.

yeah same, i was thinking more hardcore than hippies myself.
[spoiler[cant wait to get the Siege of Grettatown finished up. a certain group ive written up about in the past finally makes their move and goals truly known... and hopefully ill do it justice.[/spoiler]
>>Thank them for their time, and speak with Alpha a little more (Write-In).
>"I'll keep that in mind. Thanks for the message, I'm glad to have been informed about this. If we have no other business, though, I think I should be on my way. I've got Amalgams to hunt."
>"How about you, Alpha? What are you planning on doing now? Planning on going to talk to Yurei, see what she's about? Or do you have other things to do? We could give you a ride if you're headed our way."

After that
>>Say your goodbyes after getting the coordinates, and (continue hunting the Amalgam that ran off
We've got a tank and enough senses to make sure we don't fall into an ambush by it, I think we're good.

I wouldn't say to them that our goals are in conflict. Even if they are (for all we know we might be able to reach a compatible plan of action with Yurei), let's not tell them "yeah, we are your enemies in this matter". Just part amicably for now and leave that stuff for later.

Her name even means "ghost". Her corruption also appears to have given her a hannya mask, which are used in Noh plays and Shinto rituals to represent female ghosts. Usually evil ones, so let's hope that's not foreshadowing.
(A fantastic take, and one I'd love to see explored.)

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Twenty years ago- years before you were even born, your homeworld repelled an alien invasion which arrived with no warning, no declaration, no communication. The invaders killed tens of thousands of your people before they all suddenly died- killed by their own ships.

After being caught in a bombing, you were rescued by the dead themselves rising to assist you. Your search for answers- both to answer your own curiosity combined with a burgeoning awareness that something is different about you has lead you to a small cave off the coast. Inside, you have discovered a Valkan wreck, a mysterious pendant and the body of an actual Valkan themselves.


You can read the previous threads here: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=COADE

Name: Tiiris Elson
Appearance: Sixteen year-old girl. Blonde hair, and very similar looking to her mother. While her mother was a beautiful woman, though, the features of her daughter are just slightly ‘off’. Her face is a little long, her eyes lidded, the nose slightly crooked, cheeks gaunt.
Personality: Does not like the Valkans, and holds them responsible for both her father's misfortune and the death of her mother. Bit of a curious sort, doesn't run away from her hallucinations.
Life: Works at a bookstore for some extra money. Has a brain condition where if she focuses on something with complex detail for too long, her brain begins to ‘fail’ and can't process all the information, causing her view of the world to fade out and wash away.

‘Reading Troubles’

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>Leave the cave.
We mustn't forget our robot bro
>Leave the cave
>Leave the cave
It's gonna be a long walk back, you better start now if you're going to leave. Turning to the wreck, you check over your pockets one final time to make sure you didn't leave anything, before remembering the robot that lead you here. You shine your flashlight over the wreckage a few times before spotting it attempting to fasten two pieces of plate back together.

"Hey." You call. "Come on, let's go."

The robot immediately abandoned it's duties, marching to the edge of the wreck before suddenly leaping towards you, eliciting a slight shriek from you as it catapulted itself into your hands. It's legs folded up into itself again, and it stopped moving, entering it's inactive state.

"Okay, jeez..." You mumble to yourself with a silly smile. "Way to be overeager..." Shaking it slightly to get the last of the water off of it, you slip it into your bag.

>Quality gained: 'Valkan repair drone'

Crawling up the other side of the slope is unexpectedly hard, with loose stones kicking and pulling off easy as you try to scale the side, but you manage to hoist yourself over and stumble down the other slope. Now that you aren't blindly chasing the drone, you realize that it lead you through a much rougher path than you realized. Carefully picking your way around, you keep a healthy distance from the sheer cliffs and loose gravel that line the path to the cave and climb bath to the normal dirt.

Without knowing the exact bearing you followed in, you simply follow the slope upwards as the ground turns to dirt and trees and foliage start to take over the path again. Going in a straight line for long enough sees you return to the concrete path in a random location. You have no idea which way will eventually take you home, but you reasonably gamble that walking in the direction of Miir's looming shape will.

As you walk, you idly slip a hand into your bag and confirm your treasures are still there. Robot, precious device of some kind, and a pendant. Your bag practically glows when you look at it. Taking out the pendant, you consider exactly what it's supposed to represent. It's got a... signature, so it's probably important, but you're not sure what it's supposed to do, if anything.

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A dying man burst into the onsen. Your reflexively went to your hip, but your fingers closed around nothing but hot water. You hadn't taken the precious steel into the hot springs with you, for obvious reasons. Your muscles coiled for a fight when you recognized the man.

Takashi, one of your lord's retainers. Young, poor, but the best rider you'd ever seen. He looked at you with wild eyes. His tunic was soaked in blood, his boots marred with grime. Each step was torture as he stumbled towards you.

"Takashi!" you stood, thoughts of modesty gone from your mind. You were sure you weren't the first woman he'd seen naked, though with that much blood lost you could be the last. "What's happened?"

"K-kasumi," his voice was little more than a horse rasp. He collapsed to his knees in the thick snow and fell into your arm. "Your alive," he muttered, a wave of relief flooding over him.

"Yes," you said. Your heart was pounding already. "I'm... Takashi, what's going on?"

"Lord Haikon." Those two words seemed to take every ounce of breath he could muster. You didn't need to hear more. Your lord and Haikon had been at odds for years. You'd always expected the underhanded bastard would try something, but...

"Nagatoro?" Your heart tied into knots when you asked. Your husband was the greatest fighter you'd ever seen. He'd have to be to win your interest.

Takashi shook his head. "Dead. All of them." He gulped, drinking air like water. "They fought. To make sure..." his gaze drifted south to the reason you were relaxing in a hot spring and not fighting side by side with your lord's samurai: your swollen belly and the precious twins you were carrying.

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For once op wasn't a faggot and returned
More updates is always good. Wherever we go though do not use the roads. A pregnant woman with blood stained clothes is too easily spotted. Travel through the woods and fields no matter how grueling it can be.
You're up in the mountains. Going off the roads means lots of slogging through snow and limits how fast and far you could go.

Odds are good we have other clothes here outside of bloodstained yukata(we certainly didn't travel here wearing only that). Just use the hot springs to clean the blood of your body and get dressed. And if we find companions we could more easily travel by road without raising suspicion.
Then do what this anon said >>3768599
You wipe you blade clean on a scrap of cloth from one of the slain men and try to ignore how fiercely hungry you were. You've been eating for three for months but you've never been able to completely silence your appetite. Your twins were going to grow up strong and hearty, but until then you were paying their room and board and they were anything but frugal with either.

You shrugged off your Yutaka, it was probably ruined anyway, it wasn't the kind of garmet you intended to fight for your life in, and waded back into the onsen. It took you a few minutes to find the arquebus. The match had gone out and there was a bit of a crack in the wood from when it had fallen. Other than that... It didn't seem to worse for wear, but you'd confess to being far less familiar with firearms than with your sword and now. You scavenged powder and shot from the dead gunner as well though it looked like blood had gotten in. Someone more familiar with firearms could tell you if you had anything worth keeping.

You took a moment to wash yourself off before you climbed out. The gash on your brow was still oozing blood, but you were able to get clean enough. You dried and dressed, binding your sarashi as tightly as you dared over your increasingly tender breasts. The twins you carried was a precious gift, but they were also a hinderence that made your quest for vengeance harder with each passing day.

After dressing you collected what little you could. The dead men had obviously been moving fast and light. Anything they didn't have to have had been ditched in the interest of speed. You found a few handfuls of coins. Enough for maybe a hot meal and a bed or two, but little else.

Their swords were markedly inferior to yours and marked with crest of Haikon, you didn't have the connections to fence them. Their armor was decent enough, if offering less coverage than you were used to. But you were large for a woman. Five month ago it would've been questionable if you could fit. Now your bump was too full to even entertain the idea.

You did find a few morsels among their possessions. Rice and fish that did nothing to sate your gnawing hunger. The keeper of the hot spring offered you some more rice. It at least got your twins to stop brawling inside your belly, but it wasn't enough to really satisfy you.

There were five horses (yours, Takashi's and the three assassins') waiting by the entrance to the hot spring, any one of which could easily carry you. You pulled your clothes tight against the bitter chill. The sun had set long ago and the coldest part of the night was coming soon. You caught yourself cradling your twins as you contemplated your next move.

>what next/where too? Re vote of the previous update now that you have more information.

Previously on Sakura Quest.

You are Sakura Haruno, a thirteen year old Kunoichi from Konohagakure. Born with an assortment of different skills and innate abilities, you honed yourself in hopes of improving, gaining control and learning more about yourself. With each passing day you become that much closer to achieving your dream. To be a strong Kunoichi who is capable of helping others when in need. A simple yet noble goal that carries many responsibilities, some of which you aren’t fully aware of. Despite this, you continue to move forward in order to achieve that dream.

Graduated among the very best of the Ninja Academy, you are a proud member of Team 7. A four man squad led by the famous Kakashi Hatake. You and your teammates Naruto Uzumaki and Sasuke Uchiha travel the lands doing missions for your village. With them by your side. You take the necessary steps towards finding your own Ninja Way. As you embark into the world of the Ninja you find yourself establishing bonds and connections to a wide collection of individuals.

In the nine months of being a proud Kunoichi, you experienced countless hardships and ordeals. Slowly you became more aware of the Ninja World as you begin to understand what it means to be a Ninja. At the same time you find yourself constantly clashing with different viewpoints and ideologies from many different individuals. There's still so much that you yet to see and truly understand. Even so, with your growing allies you tackle the challenges as you deal with the toughest mission of them all....growing up.

After enduring a life changing event with the legendary Sannin Orochimaru, you currently find yourself standing at a crossroad. At present, to tackle the looming threats in front of you, you make a shocking decision. By embracing an unusual power you find yourself undergoing a sudden metamorphosis. Now swaying between the fine line between man and beast you come to grips with your new status as the bridge. Which path will you take? How far will you go for you dream? And can you continue to keep your ideals until the very end?

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Ninja Info Profile: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1jz6W_X9p957M2O6TzvBOqc0eR3Dz2WMpJOfN_8nOqKI/edit?usp=sharing
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>>Pounce on Kin and suffocate her with kisses til she taps out
Another loss for the hets, all's good for today.
https://japanesemythology.wordpress.com/three-versions-of-the-legend-of-the-silkworm-golden-princess-from-india/ Also part of the reason that held me up. It'll be more relevant in the next story update but with the big hurdle now over it's smooth sailing.
I like to think ninjas are bisexual cause of work' aka honeypot missions. So ours little kitten are not that gay as she know something you need to be gay to get the mission done.
just stare in to her eyes and tell her she makes us happy and then pounce on kin and suffocate her with kisses til she taps out
>Change the subject by asking about the assassins that attacked her and of Anima

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>Are Anon

>You are face to face with the Prince of Hell

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I'm pretty sure everyone in this world is at least a 2 on the kinsey scale. Also magic so its about the soul and not the junk.
Quick question to Tom, when I brought up our first deal at Moon's Ball your phone was losing its shit. Whats up with that?

Oh and fast ball, you remember what went down last BMB?
I meant like as a friends.
What's to stop the devil from using our deal to use my magic to break our deal? He accessed it before and broke a previous deal.
Hes in a box.

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Chronicles of Cheechong

Wizard Sports and Library Lovers

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>communicating with the dead
>communicating with the dead
>how to create dead bodies possibly from mud or other dead matter into a new shape
To detect and find a skeleton for other uses
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Govannon: “Yes, very good.”

A few more students make suggestions and he adds them to the list.

Govannon: “I’m sure you’re all noticing the trend here. Most of the things we associate with Necromancy have to do with death and the dead. Now, I’m not gonna say that those associations are WRONG, but I will say that there’s a lot more to Necromancy than you might think.”

Govannon walks over to the window and picks up a potted plant. It’s hunching and probably hasn’t been watered in a while. He opens one of his desk drawers and takes out a fistfull of earth.

Govannon: “These flowers are dying.”

He opens his fist and shows off the earth. It’s wet and full of worms and critters.

Govannon: “This earth is teeming with life.”

He closes his fist, puts his other hand on the plant. When he takes his hand off the plant, it’s colour is vibrant, it stretches towards the light. He opens his fist and the earth and its critters have turned to dust.

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Make someone else stronger

For House & Dominion: Crucible (11)



You are Sonia Reynard, Viscount of Rioja and a member of House Jerik-Dremine!

The Alliance's invasion of the Neeran Empire is well underway. As part of the second wave you were sent to target critical locations that could potentially turn the tide back in the enemy's favour if left intact. You went in search of a builder facility created by those who built the dyson sphere.

Jerik-Dremine's Rioja fleet and other allies were brought along or recruited in the field. Having assisted Rekesh rebels you've been able to support the formation of a strong Dominion ally in the region.

Dominion and Alliance fleets in the Yang dwarf galaxy now face off against the Ulgean Hegemony in something of a cold war. Both sides are attempting to capture as much territory as possible from the fragmenting Neeran Empire, but are not yet prepared for all out war with each other. Not while the bulk of the Empire is still a threat.

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>[ ] Muscle density, reaction time, bone strength, etc

>[ ] Neeran type bio reactors & abilities

Get the most likely to not be possible one out of the way. As while I'm sure it would be great for us to have, I'm pretty sure there is something about Neeran biology that makes these exclusive to their species.

>[ ] Muscle density, reaction time, bone strength, etc

More realistic and plausible capabilities of the machine. That we can do more with and like could achieve with a few years of R&D back home. Make those Terran Black OPs teams shit their pants to come across Dominion Super Soldiers in power armor.
>Maybe we talk to Dave about the reactor in a more private area? Don't want to weird anyone out about it.
The only people in the medical ward at the moment are your close party and 3 older members of J-D special forces.
>Muscle density, reaction time, bone strength, etc
This sounds simple enough to replicate without side effects
>[x] Neeran type bio reactors & abilities

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Far off, nestled in an otherwise small Japanese town lies the Dark Gate Academy. An institution of tremendous size, the Academy holds a long kept secret. Unknown to the outside world, this unseemly town is home to a tear in our reality. A gate between our world and a bizarre dimension known as the Darkworld. The inhabitants of this hellish world breach this gate and attempt to flood into our reality and spread throughout the world on a regular basis. However, the Dark Gate Academy is home to students of truly extraordinary abilities. The ability to sense the presence of these evil Darkworld creatures, and defeat them in combat, sending them back through the gate.

They cannot close the rift between our world and the Darkworld, but the students and staff of Dark Gate Academy have dedicated their lives to using their amazing powers to hold back the darkness that plagues our world, even if it costs them their lives. They have risen up to the challenge and in secret have become great heroic defenders of the world as we know it.

For many years, Dark Gate Academy has held back the forces of the Darkworld, kept this unspeakable evil contained within their walls in secret. But now, with their existence revealed, a great cloud of change looms over Dark Gate Academy.

>Previously on Dark Gate Academy...
You went on a fishing trip with Wei.
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>>Well if it means so much, you can just make a big show of white day next month.
Rei is going to be destroyed...by embarrassment when that happens.
>>Well if it means so much, you can just make a big show of white day next month.
>>Unless of course Rei wants to do it now and save you from being so... Passionate!
>It's all part of the holiday, Rei. You think "getting it over with" is satisfying to Isamu?
>>Well if it means so much, you can just make a big show of white day next month.
Calling for
>Well if it means so much, you can just make a big show of white day next month.

Writing now.

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You are Marina Steel. An eleven year old girl who has heard voices all her life telling her to consume the world with your monstrous TRUE mouth. Last night, the voices having woken you up from fitful sleep, you give in and eat your pet tortoise. You feel strong afterwards and learn that you can gain the traits of the creatures you devour by eating them and gaining their unused potential.

After a brisk walk through the woods and another successful devouring you meet up with your best friend, Yuri Chernokov. You explain to her your desire to get stronger by eating and she agrees to help you in your endeavor.

During history class you learn of the ancient residents of your town, The Homuncuul, and thier old dead gods. You begin to obssess over one of the gods, Dentata the Eater, feeling a strange stirring from within as the voices draw you close to something.

That night you sleep only to have your dream visited by Blorby. A cute round ball-like creature that is the manifestation of the dead god Dentata and your ancestors potentials condensed into a concious form. He explains that you are the reincarnation of Dentata and have the potential to regain enough power to become a god once more. After warning you about the reincarnation of Ocuul, one of the Homuncuul gods, you know is lurking in your town he teaches you how to fight. You have just woken up and are ready to start a new day.

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Locked. Writing.

Sasha smirks at you a bit.

"You comin' on to me princess?"

You pause. Oh no. She misinterpreted your schtick. Sasha starts laughing and you loosen up a bit.

"I'm fucking with you. Yeah that's real nice of you. Sorry if we've never been properly introduced before. I'm pretty sure we're in some of the same classes."

She hold out a hand.

"I'm Sasha Freeman."

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Okay, she has fallen for our adorableness, now would be a good time to show interest in her interests

>Whatcha listening to
>Whatcha listening to?
Locked. Writing.

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You are a student at the Wizard's Institute of Technocery. Your final exam is today. The exam consists of a preliminary test followed by a set of four trials.

You know these spells: detect magic, trigger, fetch, open, calm, flame dart, force bolt, levitate.

You are taking the preliminary test. You are seated in darkness. You can only see four objects: three identical-looking bells, and a pole.

You hear a disembodied voice: the proctor.

"Place the correct bell upon the pole and ring it. Do not physically interact with the pole or the bells. You must pass this test to be allowed to take the exam. You have one minute."
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the wall grows taller, as if standing up. rocks shift, revealing glowing eyes and a surly mouth. a pair of arms unfold, ending in massive, blocky fists. it's still rooted to the road. it doesn't look very happy to see you.
> talk to this golem
>umm, may I pass? This road is a little short
Now, cast Calm.
Try casting calm.

Also, who was our sponsor?
Was it Houdini? I thought he was all tied up.
What do you need a sponsor for?

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You are Henry McDermond. As a young man growing up in London to a wealthy merchant family, you always dreamed of adventure. After your studies and a stint in the Cadets, you became a member of the Royal Expeditionary Force. You and your friends from the Cadet Branch are aboard the HMS Chiron, bound for the Antarctic.

Its mission is to discover the nature of a mysterious Whirlpool that was spotted off the Horn of Africa.

>Link to the Part 1: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/3714703/

>Use d100, Bo3 for rolls, Roll equal or under, with Bo3 being ignored for criticals. Crit range is 1-5, and 96+.

You and your friends, William and John, have just discovered that the Governor of Cape Town, one Mr. Wodehouse, is in league with the vile Scarab and his henchman, the Ibis. Mr. Wodehouse is being blackmailed, as the Scarab has captured his wife and son. John wants to lure the Ibis into a trap, after getting reinforcements from the Chiron. William wants to retreat, and head towards the Whirlpool. You have your own plan, involving roughing-up the Governor, and giving him an excuse when you leave the port.

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Rolled 96 (1d100)

get im
Rolled 29 (1d100)

Rolled 43 (1d100)

Rolled 9 (1d10)

This scimitar is cursed I tell you, CURSED. Both times we've tried to use it, we've crit failed.

also rolling for crit fail
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hoo boy

You are the good King Robert.

While having lunch, the captain of the guard enters the dining room and says "Sire, the peasants are revolting!"

How do you respond?
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>His name the peasants to relocate the other half. That way peasants are gone but at least half are employed.

Genius Robert... Genius
*Meant hire, not his name
OP here, gonna take a break.
See you all tomorrow!
This is the part where OP leaves to grab a pack of cigarettes and never returns
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Nonsense! I have faith, I am royalty.

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