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You are Kuroda Haruka and King Lot of Lothian and Orkney. You are also King of Camelot by right and claim! Of course, so far, shouldering this heady title has only resulted in lots of work, bizarre discoveries of how things work in Avalon, and the responsibility of fending off attacks from enemies. Like the monstrous Wyvern, which had the temerity to eat two of your vassals! Even if all the vassals are unruly Anarchists, rigid Nomenklatura, religious Fanatics, disloyal Pirates and other such odd characters... Going down that mental route is verboten for a King. You need as many Baphomets alive to enact your ultimate ambition of returning home with your identity restored! The unnatural two headed creature lashes out with its long, poisonous stinger tail to disrupt your attack. Black smoking ichor beads at the end of the scorpion-like stinger, and the odd droplet sizzles as it drips on to the ground. Perhaps attracting the attention of this thing wasn't the best idea...StatsKuroda Haruka, 16 year old. A forgotten but genuine member of the Kuroda samurai clan.Identity: King Lot of Lothian and OrkneyComment too long. Click here to view the full text.
It is a minor miracle that that stinger doesn't land a hit on your unprotected body and pump a dose of nasty black poison into it. Whether it is instinct, luck, or just simply not knowing how to fight at all, you manage to flinch in your charge and slow down just enough for the attack to almost miss. Almost miss being the key detail. The sharp end of the Wyvern's tail catches on a fraying piece of rapidly decaying clothing and pulls it away. Your clothing is a False Relic, a thing that persisted in Avalon for a brief while before revealing its temporary nature and disappearing. And apparently, a single rip is enough to dissipate it completely. You are now standing before your vassals and the enemy, completely naked. A cold wind blows, and every part of your body feels it. "No.... No... NOOOO!!!" You scream, desperately trying to cover your private parts. The Baphomets clearly misunderstand the true source of despair. In fact, the gaggle of goat men believes you are injured and swarms to interpose their bodies as an obstacle between you and the Wyvern. "Protect Her Majesty!""MEEP MEEP MEEP!""Are you injured? Someone call the Doctor!"Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>5987732>We cannot let this insult pass! Gather a guide and a cohort of volunteers to come with us to pursue the beast! It has rendered us naked and eaten two of our goats, it must pay with its life (and mana)! Let our seneschal handle the casualties and damage in the aftermath of the attack, and have him get some clothes for us.
>>5987732>Let No Insult PassDon't let that thing escape. Purse it immediately and fight like a true Avalonian (nude).
>>5987732Pursue
You are Kai, a newly minted edgerunner trying to scrape by in Night City. Almost two weeks ago your father, an NCPD netrunner, was murdered under suspicious circumstances during a Cyberpsycho attack on Kabuki Marketplace. You’re out looking for answers. Answers and eddies. Eddies to pay for your several ill mother’s medical expenses, eddies for more gear, eddies for information, eddies for allies. Everything in Night City has a price, and everyone has secrets, especially your family. Dad was an Edgrerunner for decades in secret, and your Mom used to be a big corpo scientist for Biotechnica, running a whole genetic enhancement and cloning project you didn’t even know existed - or that you were a part of - until a few days ago. The only person you can fully trust is yourself… and perhaps Alice (Hlin), the ghostly AI that your netrunner father was working with in secret before they both got attacked on New Year’s Eve. The last couple of weeks have been busy with small jobs for the static Aldecaldo fixer Dakota, both solo and with other edgerunners, and right now you’re recovering from nearly getting flatlined trying to infiltrate a Raffen Shiv subnet. Ouch. You’re still one of the freshest faces around Night City's shadows for now, but all it takes to end that is a single bullet - This line of work is a meat grinder, and runners are the meat. 2076.01.012, 07:15Night City (Kabuki, your apartment)Sitting on your apartment’s worn old sofa, you munch on a plate of mind bendingly delicious cookies Vicky baked last night. Real chocolate, baked with care, still fresh enough to be almost gooey it is so soft but not crumbling apart… Maybe you did die during that last run, and this is heaven. Vicky is out handling some early morning biz, she just left a few minutes ago with a vest and her Metel, but you weren’t left alone in enjoying these wonderful baked goods. You’re never alone anymore. With every bite you take, Alice savors the flavors and textures as well, a second ghostly sensation radiating throughout your mind as you experience her pleasure at each bite as if it were your own. The cookies are twice as good in this strange gestalt state, and for once you really don’t mind it at all. There are benefits to existing spread between two minds it would seem, when you are acting in accord the intensity of your shared feeling and sensations is… fascinating, if a little worrying still. Your entanglement has deepened after your shared IC induced coma, but you’re determined to find a silver lining to this whole synchronization mess.
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>>5986634>>5986758>>5986803>>5986871>>5986886Writing. Expect the update in the morning.
Slight delay on the new update, it should still be out today though.
Even longer delay, christ. It's coming though, don't worry.
>>5987807Don't stress mate. I waited all those months for you to come back, willing to wait a day or 2 for another update
"In the myth, God is Force. In the parable, God is Motion. In the faith, God is the Spark, that which moves all life."-22nd Hymn of the Omnissiah, Collected M34A change of fortune diverts you from the cliffs, to a place you never expected to be - the heart of the Omnissiah's worship in Odrev. Once you arrive, though, you find it increasingly difficult to focus on what's literally before you.---Read the previous threads at: https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=False%20WomanYou possess an amount of Strain equal to your Conditioning score. When attempting actions beyond your current capacity, you gain a point of Strain. Attempting to Strain while at maximum Strain will result in a Strain Check. During a Strain Check, roll 1d10 for every point of the relevant Parameter. Results that are 6 or above count as one success. Results of 10 count as two successes. Three successes must be rolled to avert a critical failure. Fail or pass, after a Strain Check, you cannot Strain again until you restore your Strain by seeking shelter.This quest allows you to designate a second-choice vote on decisions with three or more options before Write-Ins. When votes are totaled, the option with the least votes for it will be removed, with votes for that option instead being changed to the second-choice of those voters. Second-choice votes are also used to break ties. This helps increase the accuracy of votes, but is not mandatory. Please specifically mark your second-choice as such if you do so.Vote stay open for a minimum of six hours, but will usually take longer.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>5987581>[Machine Covenant] “...and it's the spirit that is the spark of life.”
>>5987581>>[Machine Covenant] “...and it's the spirit that is the spark of life.”
>>5987581>"What function do engravings serve?"
>>5987581>>"What function do engravings serve?"
>>5987581>[Machine Covenant] “...and it's the spirit that is the spark of life.”Biomachinery if you will.I bet there's some lex-mechanic shouting at the initiates for the fleshbags operating in meatspace to get back to work.
Come help this talentless and skill-less peasant forge a future, or will you let them fade into obscurity?What were they again?MaleFemaleThis is my first time as QM and I make no promises this is going to be any good or enjoyable! I hope I got the formatting down and haven't already butchered this into oblivion.I will try my best, hope you enjoy!
>>5987632Witch Queen Mazela !!!! HELL YEA
>>5987499>BCool ass hairstyle
>>5987499>C
>>5987499>B
You are Lorinda de Lindan, princess, weapon autist, and inquisitor-in-training. The last few days have been a whirlwind of violence and revelations after joining the neverending hunt for Strangers. Deadly beings from another dimension, each armed with a personal Cheat Skill that left unattended can cause catastrophic damage to both your kingdom and the world itself. If only you never stepped out of line at the Royal Mageknight Academy then you’d never have to enter under the watchful eyes of the Inquisition.Currently, you’re on the hunt for a kidnapper in the northern city of Ivern along with your fellow inquisitor-in-training Marie Sarodieu, previously known as Midori Suzuki, by masquerading as helpless maidens. Both so you can help prevent more tragedy from befalling your loyal subjects and so you can acquire more information on the strange Metal Castle that appeared nearby not long ago.Only time will tell if this endeavor proves fruitful.Archive: https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=The%20Isekai%20Inquisition
>>5987713YES! GLORIOUS PIPE BEATING TIME!>>5987714Let's go with throw cloak over head to blind and beat with a pipe
>>5987713>>5987714kek, hell yeah, the ol' shirt-over-face beatdown. +1But golly gee I hope that this bot in particular is special and not every single one of the hunks of junk on the island is as tough as this guy. I don't know if we could take down this mad machinist fellow if they are. Without doing some big magic and just smashing the island with a giant ice ball or sinking it or something of course.
>>5987752>I don't know if we could take down this mad machinist fellow if they are.I'm pretty sure Lorina's got some lightning or water spells in her arsenal, could try either one if someone tells her what robots are weak to. Just have to yell at them if this is more of that "Sci-fi" shit Asher was talking about earlier. Plus, advanced electronics do really badly when submerged in water, so...
>>5987763I would hope the designer of these bots is smart enough to put a friggin o-ring on any points of potential water ingress. That would be the biggest blunder. Sure it wouldn't help them walk along the lake bed but it would stop rain from blowing them up. Lord help them if the guy in charge of these things isn't actually techie himself and these are just prebuilts. Big oof.I would say they might just eat lightning, but since they are sci-fi instead of magisci-fi, yeah it'll probably hurt them real bad. Hope he splurged for surge protection kek
>>5987714+1
Welcome to Lingdom Quest, a cute and comfy slice-of-life quest about exploring the Lingdom, a kingdom of cute pygmies!You are Rika, a 15-year-old Ling on a journey with your cousin Kari, friends Bubu and Puki, and fox friend Moochy. You are on your Youthful Journey, a custom among your people where you leave your home to travel across the Lingdom to visit relatives and friends in other villages to help out and learn new skills. The function of the Youthful Journey is also to reconnect you with your wider family and make pleasant Memories.>What are Lings?Pygmy humans with large, round ears who live in the Lingdom, a kingdom separated from the rest of the world and under the protection of the Emperor. The Emperor is known as a "Tallie", a human of normal height and normal-shaped and sized ears. Among your people are also "Halfies", individuals with both Ling and Tallie blood who appear like Lings in their childhood but enter a rapid growth spurt in their young adulthood.>Where did Lings come from?The Lings claimed to have once been hosted by the Great Turtle where they learned to be good guests. Much of their core values come from their time being the Great Turtle's guests;>To be neat, tidy, and clean after themselves.>To eat sparingly so as to not overburn their hosts.>To reciprocate gifts so as to share Memories.>MemoriesMemories are something of a religious and spiritual concept for Lings. They represent literal memories that an individual holds but also represent their relationships as well as a connection to their wider family (their "people"). It helps bind them all as one people, not only throughout the land but also through time. Ways Lings share their Memories:Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>5986930>>Getting out of the podunk villages across the Lingdom to live and work in the Hammock with high society where you belong (and maybe run into an Imperial Prince).
>>5986930>Getting out of the podunk villages across the Lingdom to live and work in the Hammock with high society where you belong (and maybe run into an Imperial Prince).
Megan was trembling in fear, as she and her three guardsmen friends, Flora, Daniel and Gregor entered the large, dimly lit hallway. The four were noticeably injured and anxious, with Flora being carried by Daniel. "G-Guys, I-I can't do this... I-I don't wanna t-tell her we failed. I-I know s-she'll hurt us if we tell her the bad news." Megan said, Gregor sighing in defeat. "We agreed to just tell her the truth. I'm sure that, if we're just honest, she might show some mercy. We just... need to keep calm, okay? Besides, if you run from her, you'll be as good as dead anyway..." Daniel started sobbing already, shaking his head and clearly panicking. "W-Why did have to happen to me... I-I just wanted to do a good job... w-why me..." The four would soon make their way to what used to be a containment chamber, the glass wall leading up to it having been destroyed. Aside from the destruction, the place was eerily clean and well maintained, with electricity allowing the place to be properly illuminated.And in the remnants of the chamber, upon a large golden throne, sat their queen. Beside the queen sat many anxious guardsmen and a few scientist, some crouching whilst others were clearly on guard. Their queen had her legs crossed, her eyes looking down at the four soldiers who approached anxiously. She kept quiet, as the four would immediately bow in fear. "Y-Your majesty, w-we have failed t-to... c-convince the s-survivors n-near the f-factory of your rule. T-They f-fought back... a-and as you c-can already s-see, we... w-we unfortunately lost a m-man." The queen scoffed, hardly seeming to care as she leaned back a little. "I am already well aware of your co-workers failure. He was shot in the leg and taken in by those non-believers. Of course, I made sure he did not... betray me and my mission." The four guardsmen all looked terrified, knowing what that entailed. Though soon after, Daniel broke down in front of her, much to the panic of the guardsmen. "P-Please, y-your majesty, h-have mercy! W-We're sorry for f-failing you! W-We will do better, we promise! Please j-just-" The queen would stand up with a soft stomp, before approaching Daniel and grabbing him by the neck. "Did I allow you to speak?" Daniel kept quiet, trembling in fear as the queen would tighten her grip on his neck. "I was going to pardon you, yet you speak out of turn and show your cowardice." She jabbed her fingernails into his flesh, before he moved his hands to her arms to try and get her to stop. Daniel started screaming in agony, the rest of his men looking down or away. Daniel's screams soon turned to gurgles, before a strange fleshy matter would wrap around the queens fingers, seeping into her flesh. She let go of Daniel, who fell to the ground and covered his neck with his hands as his breath sounded raspy and broken. He tried speaking, but no voice came out as he started letting out tears.
>>5987542>>Ask Lydia about her drone. Maybe she had spotted something else of interest? If not, you could always tell her to head forward to ensure nothing was heading your way. That, or she could head south. (Write in what you want her to do with the drone.)>Listen to Annie’s radio whilst you moved forward. Both to just kill the time and to listen to further updates. You weren’t at risk of attracting threats with the music, surely.Make sure to note things down for later, we have a lot of shit to look at for when we retrace our steps.I want to shoot the queen with a Plasma Railgun for daring to insult the glorious human race.
>>5987542>Just head forward without a care in the world. This place seemed untouched and pristine, so chances nothing really had been here. Well, all aside from Viridian.WITHOUT A CARE IN THE WORLDalso damn that queen is scary. seems to be like Morgan except with flesh instead of metal? hopefully she can't/won't craft some bio monstrosities to throw at us
>>5987542>Just head forward without a care in the world. This place seemed untouched and pristine, so chances nothing really had been here. Well, all aside from Viridian.What could go wrong?
>>5987643>>5987664Guys its best we are safe rather then sorry.Every time we scouted ahead we found more shit that was fucked up.We still have to go fight a whole ass queen after this, we can't let our guards down now.
>>5987750Oh, I know it's not a safe idea, but at the same time why else would the option be there for?
You politely listen to you friend's concerns. Given all that the two of you have been through you found their fears to be valid although Xin Lan was never one to exaggerate or dance around the point when they were serious. A trait that only served to punctuate what they said as they didn't hide it within a joke or a tease. "Xin, I don't intend to use magic or even want you to attempt to remember what was done to you." You stroke your chin as think about how best to explain your intent. "I don't want to completely cut my emotions out. Hmm..." You pause again. "This new style is supposed to be empathetic. To truly understand their suffering or anger. To that extent I need to be able to ignore everything else. Any anger I have towards them, or fear, or perhaps even doubt. If wanted to use this style then I can't be angry if they're holding you, Ming, or Ren hostage. You're the best at doing that sort of thing and given that you can do it at will, I was hoping you can teach me.""It seems rather limiting. I mean the reason you're fighting someone is because you're angry at them." Xin Lan points out. "Do you really think you can empathize with say...the guy who destroyed the Library?" You go quiet. You weren't sure about that. You did defeat the ones who were behind that atrocity and even let them live but you couldn't say you did it because you felt bad for them. You're not sure if you could do the same for whoever sent the order out."Well, I suppose for now I'd try to use it against those who are simply lost. People who are simply lashing out. I think it's at least worth learning for purpose. Someone who doesn't really want to hurt others but they think they have no other option isn't the same as say a bandit or raider who sees themselves above morality." You explain. Xin Lan might have a point but you'd be glad if you could use it to pacify innocent people at least. Xin Lan tilts their head."There's plenty of styles for that. Or you can just hit their Chi points like you always do." They point out. "Yes, but there's the challenge of it. It's like...writing a whole new story. Or discovering a new medicine. Right now, it's less about it's use but more about making it. We might never find it's true potential but now it exists. Someone else can find it, learn it, and take it to new heights I could never dream of. Just thinking of that...I think it makes it worth it." You eagerly. Xin Lan let's out a sigh before moving to lay on their back with a bit of a struggle."You're being weird." They say and you take their tone to indicate they had be placated and their worries assuaged. "I can't help it." You say. "So can you help?""I dunno..." They admit. "You're asking for something weird. To not feel and feel at the same time. You know I don't work like that right?"Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
"I'll need some time to think...for now go and do some people watching." They say. You give them a look."You know I can memorize pretty much anything I see. If this is about focus, it won't be an issue." You reply. "Well that's the issue. Unless there's danger, it's kinda hard to force you to not care about anything that's not the mission. I mean, there is the tried and true method everyone else used to kinda do it but I'd never make you do it." Xin Lan says. "I'm gonna regret asking but...what is it?" You say exasperated."Go kill Ming." They say simply. You glare at them."That's not funny Xin Lan. Not even remotely." You growl."I wasn't joking." They continue tonelessly before speaking with full range. "It was common to have recruits to fall in love with someone then have them kill them as a final test. It's meant to teach them to put aside everything for the mission. Barring someone not falling in love, they'd kill their partner. Someone they grew up with, trained with, and even did some jobs with. Stripes never told you about that did he?" You stay silent for a moment. "No." You say. Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
I do apologize for the absence anons. I fell ill with a fever over the last few days and was bed ridden for most of it. Dragons know what I caught but I'm finally up and about.
Lucian, once a peasant, has ascended the ranks to become a Grail Knight. Now he must return to Bretonnia, to the Duchy of Mousillon. There the threat of Vampirism, those under the Sway of Nagash, seek to send forth their terror upon Bretonnia. ++The Rules++>Vote with Greentext, otherwise they probably won’t be accepted.>Write-ins can be accepted, and might even be used in the final without majority rule.>If you are going to change your vote, make it so your post only links to the numbers of the previous vote. It's cleaner that way.>If you mix votes together without modifying them in any way, I reserve the right to employ your top most pick as your vote. Claiming it as a write-in won’t work either unless you modify it to convince me otherwise.>The aim for rolls is low. Crits override (1’s overrides 100’s)Archive: https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=BretonniaFor the update schedule expect to be semi-daily with the chance I disappear for a week. If something comes up for myself I am placing that before this quest, so that should be kept in mind.Dramatis PersonaeComment too long. Click here to view the full text.
It was like the striking of a hammer when Lucian spoke the truth of the matter. He had been so focused on telling the tale of his adventures that he had not cared to realize just how tense the peasants and other Knights had gotten. When the Black Knight had delivered to them they were ready to act in that instant. Lucian expected them all to turn against him. After all they were all under the banner of Mousillon in the end and were at service to his highness. What Lucian didn’t expect was for everyone to be pointing swords at one another with confusion at who was their ally and who was their enemy. He was a Grail Knight though, and he rode a Dragon as well. If there was anyone who they should have listened to it would be him. As for the three Pegasus Knights two of them had drawn their swords. Both of their blades were pointed at Lucian with full purpose as he had made the greatest insult against each of them. One of them did not draw a weapon, though Gillot’s hands were firmly on the handle of the weapon. “Sir Gilrack,” He began with a bit of hesitation, “I have fought and been saved by this man before, and through all that I know that he speaks with a good mind. Lower your blade and perhaps we can talk about it more.” “He just insulted Duke Maldred d’Mousillon with such words.” Declared the Grail Knight with certainty in his voice, “I… I don’t understand how a Knight of the Grail can do such a thing! The Duke is the Lord of the Lady!” All this happened as Sartharifax gave a small quake of anticipation. Lucian did not know much about the Dragon, let alone actually fight on him, but the Knight had enough time to guess he was preparing for the fight. If that meant he would bury this White Grail Knight in flames was something the Knight did not know. That also came around to the fact that he would try to kill a Grail Knight with fire. Somehow Lucian did not think it would be enough to cause great injury to the man. He was a Grail Knight after all, though Lucian felt confusion himself on how a Grail Knight did not join his annointed fellow readily. Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>5987548>"We won't fight on a vessel with innocent people aboard. I give two options: either we go to a more desolate location, and we have a honorable duel with the condition that no one can leave the improvised place where the duel is going to be held, or we wait for the army that's coming to be on land and then we have a meeting with all the dukes.">"The reason why I don't want any of us Knights of the Grail to leave on the duel, is because you're doubting between yourselves about what I just told you. If one of us is part of the machinations I'm saying, the first thing they would do is run and tell to their masters so they have an advantage.">"And for the condition of the meeting, is because all the good people on Albion, those that are going to fight for our cause against the Norscan, have to present themselves and state their intentions of helping. They've been through a lot of perils on their homeland, and my goal in this moment is that they make it safe before going to a war they had no business until I helped them.
>>5987548>We go to see the DukeThe ladys will be doneGet in my way and or i will let Mann and Morr sort out your afterlife
>>5987548>We go to see the Duke
>>5987548>The city lord may not be aware of the venom amongst his house, but it is there. If you will not heed me, then let us depart to more stable ground for a duel. Let steel show the truth where words fail us.
You are Ben Parker, super-powered criminal and thief extraordinaire. After being bitten by a radioactive spider, you underwent a miraculous change, and adopted the identity of "The Huntsman"! But it's not all bad! Your clone brother, Abel Parker, works to protect the city, and potentially help clean up some of your messes. He goes by the name of "Spider-Man"!Archive:https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Max%20Spider%20QuestLast time: The Huntsman swung over to Central Park and met up with the Morlocks residing there. Shortly after arriving, he ran into Gwen Stacy, a.k.a. "Bastion", and her father, Captain George Stacy, and played a part in introducing them to Gwen's clone, Joy.They didn't get along at first, but with a bit of persuasion, Joy was willing to sit down and hear her family out.While that was happening, Ben spent some time with Ester, met up with Glass, and helped the two of them gather the rest of the Central Park mutants in order to discuss their plans going forward. Only, those plans were almost immediately derailed when Screwball crashed the party!But oddly enough, she actually seems willing to help the Morlocks find their footing here on the surface.Can she be trusted, or is she simply taking advantage of them in order to gain more clout? How will everyone react to learning that the Morlocks don't have any intention of leaving the park anytime soon? Will Ben ever be able to persuade his team to roll out of bed and help with Screwball's plan?Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>5987467>>5987468>Ember>Abe>Thief GirlsTaking these. Gonna get as much writing as I can before my Pathfinder session. If I can't finish in time, then I'll either stay up late or post it tomorrow.
“I think I might know a few people.” you announced.Glass grinned at that,“I’d be surprised if you didn’t.”—-------As soon as you found a moment to slip away from the group, you climbed up a light pole and dialed Araña’s number. “Hey, boss. How’s it hangin’?”“I’ve got some work for you girls. Can you, Benga and Ember all head over to Central Park?”“Sure. What you need?”Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
“Hang out? Is there seriously that big of a market for that?” Abe asked, sounding skeptical.“She seems to think so. But more importantly, her fans think so. And if she’s as big of an influencer as she’s making herself out to be, then we might have a serious moneymaker on our hands.”Abel made a thoughtful noise over the phone.“Hmm. Maybe. And what is it that you want from me?”“Well, you’ve got those handy empathic powers of yours. They’ve got to come in handy at some point. Like convincing the cops to go easy on us, and persuading protesters and troublemakers to leave. Or even making sure that everyone who comes here to hang out has the time of their lives.”“You don’t think that might backfire?”“Not if they don’t find out. How would they even prove it?”“Can’t argue with that logic.”Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>5987524>"Now that you mention it though, we should go a few rounds sometime. I wanna know what you picked up on the streets. But anyways...">How’ve you been, man? I feel like I haven’t heard from you in ages. How’re you holding up?”>”How’s school? Have you met any nice girls? Has Squirrel Girl shown up on campus after everything that happened?”I am genuinely curious to see how his style of fighting has diverged from ours, but I also just wanna see how he's hanging.
>>5987524>>5987556Supporting, and I can think of one story to share with him that he’ll get a kick out of.>Tell Abe about your tennis match with Callisto.I now realize I want to play doubles with Abe. Can’t beat that level of synchronicity easily.
Anon, you, that's right, you have somehow acquired Feyd Rautha's harem of cannibal slave girls (after Feyd Rautha was killed by Paul Atreides). What do?>Ask for a blowjob.>Ponder the life choices that have led to this moment.>........
>>5987348>kiss the baron and smile
>>5987348>Ponder the life choices that have led to this moment.
>>5987348>Ask for a blowjob.
>>5987353>>5987420>>5987476Sadly the baron is dead too (why does the good always die young?). Very tragic well anyway moving on how did you acquire your new cannibal harem?>Through butlerian space jihad.>You're a VERY distant cousin of the Harkonnens and the girls were your part of the inheritance.>You won them off a poker game.>....................
Part 4 has successfully loaded!Character sheets, shopping lists, and more: https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1V0eqo-5JEuUwZ-AODD9jkxGMwEhkvn77?usp=sharingArchive: https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Lodestar:%20Dawn%20of%20a%20New%20AgeLast time, we took control of Val Lasombra as we learned of Gremory's past as the infamous Demon of Water that once terrorized Gaoth's lands with three other demons that were slain. We expanded our understanding of the world upon the reveal of Time and Space magic that Demons could wield through the counterelement of Mana called Soul, and went on a much-needed shopping spree that ended in The Flame of Arcadia undergoing some upgrades at the hand of the Shipwrights Guild that would render it inoperable until complete. Lobo relayed important information on a collection of reliable crewmen available for recruitment around Threespice, and the gang collected valuable blackmail information and loot from Stillwater's caches around the city. Lastly, they set out from the safety of the city to search for a group of independent Eldingarian engineers that were late for their arrival, only to find that they had been attacked by a group of Black Pirates that stranded them. As we pick up our adventure again, the group is aboard the Skyseer, an intimidating and powerful Gaoth raidship run by Captain Jaghatai. They had negotiated peace with him, and convinced him to hunt down the pirate that felled Aito's ship nearby. As of the moment, the group is learning about the finer details of Gaoth culture, courtesy of Jaghatai's talkative and patriotic nature. For now, though...who will we be playing as this time around?>Ramza Valentine. You're cocky, charming, and killer with a Mageblade.>Val Lasombra. You're great with magic, but even better with a pistol. Not one for words, you think actions speak much louder. >Gigas. You've yet to meet anyone that can best you physically, or resist your infectious cheer.
>>5987223Ah, so +2 relationship dice for actions that affect his friends. Pretty powerful bullshit indeed!Sounds like if he were a Gaoth woman he’d get Friendship is Magic instead of True Meaning of Friendship?But more seriously, I do want to ask him now about if someone who had attacked Gaoth could still apply for Gaoth citizenship and be treated fairly. Would Gaoth accept someone who proved their strength and skill by harming Gaoth itself? It’s a sliding scale, I’m sure, so the most extreme example we know of (that of one of the demons who destroyed the nine cities) would likely be the most illuminating. It shows what is truly more important about a person’s actions when you hit the extremes.
>>5987210Deviouspilled or Swaggermaxxing, choices choices.Ramza gets:>+1 ConniveGigas gets:>+1 CharmVal gets:>+1 ConniveRamza is an absolute Kevin McAllister, Dennis the Menace style crafty trickster, and his freaky levels of plots on plots cannot be surmounted. Gigas needs a little work on his charm, and no use polishing dirt with his connive skill. Val however, seems to benefit from a wider range of techniques to draw on, and fits well narratively with both characters imo.
>>5987210Ramza gets:>+1 ConniveGigas gets:>+1 ConniveVal gets:>+1 ConniveConnivemaxing. We're called Trinity for a reason.
>>5987414>>5987210>SupportConniving to the max boyyysss.Welcome back qm.And thanks for voting for ramza anons. I missed that vote.
>>5987210Ramza>+1 CharmGiga>+1 CharmVal>+1 Connive
You are William Daylight. You almost beat the shit out of a random furry, survive getting disemboweled again, convince your landlord to take a bet in exchange for armor, trusted a librarian, finally made plans to look for a druggie, and made plans to jump some gangsters for a bakery girl’s knowledge. All in all a very eventful week of work and progress.
>>5987501Seeing the green haired bitch pushed her way deeper into the forest William takes a second to decide on his plans before deciding to continue the chase not wanting to leave any witnesses that saw his training. Shifting his stance as he begins another run fully focusing on bashing the bitch as he chases after the slower Rose. Face, arms, body, and legs taking random branches cutting and stabbing into him not caring about the small amount of damage he is taking considering Rose has not even touched him once. Tapping his forearm again with booming blade as he reaches Rose and throws his body forward slamming into Rose’s back before William rolls back on his feet a mere 15 feet away from her. Seeing Rose’s face slam into the ground as vomit colored in her blood comes out of her mouth staining her shirt and chest in a crimson color. With each lung full of air choking out blood before rising back up only to take another shudder of pain as continues her action.“You, ah, don’t give up easily huh? Well, ah, I don’t either, not after everything I had to give up and survived against.”Wiping the stains off of her mouth as she burns half her movement to get back and gasps for breath as her body still pulses with green energy making sure it can keep her legs moving. Her gaze lingering on William as she paws a dagger on her hip but instead continues to run around William pushing another 75 feet into the forest. A few extra steps pushed forward as an errant small branch stabs into Rose’s shoulder before slowing down on the last few steps only to barely dodging getting stabbed again by a thorny vine. Clothing painted in red, green, and brown colors as sweat and grime cover Rose as she continues pushing forward as her breaths come in quicker.>Battlefield conditions.Rose is 120 feet into the forestWilliam is 60 feet into the forestRose is on half movement AND TOOK 13 DAMAGE FROM TACKLE, BOOM BLADE, AND PLANT DAMAGEForest is harsh terrain and causes either half movement or 1 damage per 10 feet of movement inside it.William burned action surge and 1 out of 4 superiority dice.William is still untouched.>Special rule every 10 feet of movement gives a plus 1 to melee damage.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>5987607>Cast booming blade on legs and 60 feet movement into the forest take 6 plant damage and dropkick Rose. Roll 1d100 dc 80 due to flying over vegetation. Roll 2d4+8 move and boom damage if hit. No Rose dodge roll.>Move 60 feet in the forest, take 6 plant damage, roll 1d100 +25 to tackle rose on dc 80 slam her prone. No rose dodge roll, auto prone on hit, YES move and boom damage at +10.>Shoulder check again to prone her with booming blade. Move 60 feet take 6 damage. Roll 1d100 dc 80/120 to hit against rose dodge. 1d6 +5 move and boom blade damage per dc success. She rolls to dodge and resist prone.>Taunt the dealer and make a deal if she comes quietly she can live if she makes it worth your time. Move 60 feet, take 6 damage, write in demands.>Write inpart 2
Rolled 8 (1d100)>>5987608>Move 60 feet in the forest, take 6 plant damage, roll 1d100 +25 to tackle rose on dc 80 slam her prone. No rose dodge roll, auto prone on hit, YES move and boom damage at +10.Question. Shouldn't she have triggered Sentinel? I wanted to hit her again and stop her movement. >Also after we take the nature damage can we use our second wind please.
>>5987653Le sigh. Should of let Mac roll.
>>5987653>>5987473Rose is 45 feet inside the forest and William is 65 away.>>5987501>Move 80 feet in the forest, take 8 plant damage, tackle rose on dc 70 slam her prone. No rose dodge roll, auto prone on hit, no melee damage.William was 15 feet away from her so out of sentinel range. Also, if you were right on her she would have popped her action to disengage. It was how she kept avoiding sentinel triggers as she didn't want to risk full hit. I try to give options with benefits and drawbacks like auto prone but away from her or more damage at the cost of higher DCs. Its a mess but I like how involved things are getting as Rose and William are pushing their limits dealing with each other's bullshit. Even if Rose is getting her shit kicked in and chipped away.
You are Bol, a schizophrenic gnome with quasi-magical powers.Today you feel resentful towards your fellow gnomes. What will you do?>Ignore these hateful feelings>Act
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>>5986044>>5986274>>5986372>>5986502>The patented Fast-Moving Mechanical CentipedeYour friend leads you to his inventions barn; the air is damp and moldy. There, he shows you his masterpiece: the segmented, metallic body of a creature thrice as long as you are tall.An abomination that never should have been built. Gears too small to ever be worked by gnomish hands, cuts too precise, metals too different from anything you're used to. You hate your friend for brining such a monstrosity to life.Nonetheless, you mount the Centipede. As soon as you're safely in position, it whispers to you. It whispers of faraway lands, of forgotten sunsets, of creatures no gnome has ever set eyes upon.Where shall we go, master?>The Planes of Ice, where the last Avian was slainComment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>5986741>>The White Palace, where the Pestilence began
>>5986748>The White Palace, where the Pestilence beganThe machine is immediately aware of your desires, and, without a second of warming-up, you both dart out of the barn. You proceed eastwards at a speed you didn't think possible, yet, the only noise you hear—save for the blowing of the wind—is a light creaking from the innards of the Centipede.Once you're out of the forest that surrounds your village and into the open fields, your ride starts going faster and faster still. Soon, the landscape becomes all a blur: the trees, the grass, the sun, they all melt in one nonsensical mural around the tunnel in reality dug by the Centipede. You feel inexplicably sleepy, and doze off.You awake covered in a thin layer of snow. All around you, a frigid tundra is the backdrop to the gargantuan White Palace, its top standing many, many gnome-heights above you. The beast which you sit upon lays still and silent: it probably wasn't built for such a weather, and it now leaks corrosive oil from its joints. The oil burns your legs slightly.You dismount and head towards the great main door, in black-painted heavy wood. As you step closer, the stench of corpses left unattended hits your nostrils.>Knock twice, wait, then twice again: the code of the old Royals>Attempt to climb through a small open window to the left of the door>Use your quasi-magic to turn the door into chocolate, and eat your way through
>>5987454>Use your quasi-magic to turn the door into chocolate, and eat your way throughYea boy, we're a fat little gnomeling!
