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Once again you find yourself in a fight you can't win. The other boy is nearly twice your age and more than twice your height. Today he's decided he's going to dismantle you personally, but you're sure it won't be long before the lackeys at his side join in on the fun.

He is Trull Drummond, son of one of the guildmasters in charge of Scarleton. You are Hercman Fletcher. Herc to your friends (if you had any) and son of the elephant god, Gorn, which is a fancy way of saying that you're an orphan living in the local temple.

Trull Drummond doesn't like orphans, he also doesn't like it when people challenge him, he's also very physical about his opinions. Ergo, the fist currently lodged in your gut; thank Gorn you skipped breakfast this morning. The worst part of all this, is that it could've all been entirely avoided. In fact you're suddenly having trouble remembering why you got into this fight in the first place--possibly because of the blow you just took to the head.

>It was because Trull started talking rot about your dearly departed mother and you wanted to shut him up
>It was because Trull was harassing a girl from the temple and you wanted to look cool
>It was because Trull was trying to extort money from another orphan and you wanted to bring him to justice
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"It means, you're well done--but she'll be wanting it raw." He winks. You have the paradoxical urge to both kill and hug this toad. You settle on a solemn handshake, a pact between men--or whatever its amphibian equivalent.

"So what happens now?"

"Now I teach you how to enchant your body with Fighting Spirit™."

The basic technique is easy enough to describe, but its execution proves much more difficult. The spirt which has taken seed inside of you (which Verde calls "the Reserve") can now be manipulated ("pulled" according to Verde) and gathered in one place, but any time you try to do so the spirit gets pulled back toward the navel, straining your body as if you were pushing against a weight. The moment you let go, the spirit snaps back and some of it is lost. Verde has to keep pumping you full of his own spirit while you try to enchant your fist and punch through a tree.

"Try to realize that the pulling isn't constant. There's a subtle ebb and flow to it that you can exploit. If you follow the rhythm it becomes easy, like tacking a ship."

"I've never been on ship."

"Just focus."

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>Shooting beams of energy basically trumps everything
>>Better stick to the basic enchantment
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>>Better stick to the basic enchantment
Slowly but surely. Then the Spirit Gun.
Also, thank you for coming back. This is the funniest quest I've read on here bar none.
>You've chosen your hill
>dat transition
>You could have prevented this
>>Better stick to the basic enchantment

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Nariko is sobbing on the floor after questioning why she’s alive in a type of mental breakdown you have never seen before. You don’t have to remind yourself of the many people who have suffered this way in front of you – and while you’re keeping some kind of twisted score or anything, Nariko’s feels the most pathetic and saddening of them all.

This time, right here, you’re going to put a stop to her suffering! Or at least try to put a stop to it…

“Nariko, I know how it feels to do your best and still fail. It wasn't long ago that I felt the same way you are after almost dying to help Neko. Everyone was against me and I felt like a burden to them, same as you.” One of the hardest reality-checks you’ve endured through in your life!

Nariko stops sobbing to raise her beanie a fraction, listening intently. You seize the moment and continue talking!

“But do you know what I did? I tried to change myself. If I let myself fall into an endless state of self-deprecation, nothing would change and I'd just prove myself right. If you're so worried about being a burden, you have to pick yourself up and promise you’re going to do better next time. Not to anyone else, but to yourself.” Without hesitating, you reach down to grab her hand and pull her up to her feet. Nariko glances at you holding her hand for a second, before wiping the tears on her face.

“If you do that, you'll improve no matter how long it takes. That's all you or anybody can ask of you Nariko: to Do Your Best. If you do that, I'll always accept you.” You nod at her and smile. Mom always said to do your best, and that your family and friends would appreciate it in the end. Maybe it wasn’t all about feeling content with your efforts if you tried, but to understand the same applies to the people you love – it’s enough to know they are trying with all their might, that’s how you know they love you…

Maybe you’re reaching, but hey, you’re figuring things out all by yourself, right? It took you two years to get this far…

“And if you can't pick yourself up, then listen up Nariko! Don't believe in yourself. Believe in me. Believe in the Johnny who believes in you!” The moment the words leave your mouth, you get a sick bittersweet taste in it… Going so far as to stealing other people’s catchphrases… what are you, Amelia?! Good thing you know Nariko is the type of girl who adores these types of passionate speeches!

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Thanks for running

I forget how different Johnny looks. Who else hasn't seen him since he still had a in 1 handsomeness?
His dad.
Yeah, there's him that's gonna be an awkward reunion if that ever happens. Kind if suprised Joel even recognised us he probably hasn't seen us in a while too
Thanks for running!
Thanks for running
>Do you want me to rub your back?
We should take her up on that offer, you know, as a thank you for being best girl

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In the last part of the journey, a viking and a princess have now escaped a prison with the help of a trusty royal guard. After commandeering a ship from the prison guards on the island, they have now set course for an uncharted island to start anew.


Ursd grabbed one of the Captain's old tomes, a journal detailing past dealings with the Empire. He flipped through it for a moment, then began to skim through the pages.

The man could have been an accountant. All cargo was accounted for. Every bit of inventory was catalogued on pickup and drop off, down to the last unit. He dealt majorly in Cragstone, Ursd noted, as well as some more... illicit contraband. Neyba herbs, Larba crystals. Stimulants and hallucinogens. So the Captain wasn't always above the board.

The journal entries shed a bit more light on some important topics however, especially the final entry.

" *...the sailing is smooth. No err to report. Moderate wind. Good fuel levels. First mate said land ho. Confused. No islands recorded here on the charts. Have made the choice to check out the island. Coordinates are -34, -47.* .."

Ursd double checked. Those coordinates on the maps and charts he had all led to that same, damned island. Lazet. So this captain had been the one to discover it? Then where was he now? There were too many unanswered questions.

"Are you alright?"

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(( I'm touched. Need to archive this for part 3 later today though. ))

There was a loud crackle in the sky as Ana swirled her hands around, the magic becoming tense in her hands. Static fired from her palms and Edgar shielded his eyes. Ursd's hair began to sway with the power as Orrin watched in fascination. The people down at the beach witnessed as lightning struck Ana.

But she did not die. She whirled around and threw it at the door, sending electricity flying as steel met energy and clashed. An explosion clashed as the magic shield around the door was pierced and destroyed. The door did not fare better. It blew inward, the smoldering remains of metal smelling of copper and melted minerals. Edgar wiped his forehead.

"Beautiful. Simply BEAUTIFUL, Princess." he complimented, running up to her. "As expected of Ana."

She turned to him and punched him, sending him sprawling onto his back.

"Magic isn't a show!" she yelled, preparing for another punch. "I'm not trying to impress anyone, not anymore! I'm just relieved I didn't hurt anyone, so stop making me seem like a carnival spectacle!"

Edgar rubbed his cheek where her fist had connected and tried to move backward as Ursd grabbed Ana's arm gently, stopping her.

"Ana, that's enough. He gets it." Ursd assured. "You're fine."

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>"Edgar, it's obvious this isn't the way to do it. She needs time, not attention."
>"Ana, he's right. You can't just keep looking at yourself like some form of monster."

They're both right.
"Edgar, it's obvious this isn't how you help her. She needs time. Not attention."

He released Ana's arm but moved to stand in front of Edgar, his arms crossed.

"But Ana, he's ..surprisingly right. You can't just keep looking at yourself like some sort of monster."

Ana paused, her fist still raised, but she began to contemplate, and then punched Ursd in the chest. Not hard. Just enough.

"Dammit. I couldn't just unclench my hand." she apologized, letting her arm hang loosely by her side.

"Thank you, Ursd. Though I didn't like that 'surprisingly' you threw in there." Edgar said, wiping himself off.

"Be grateful I complimented you at all, Prince." Ursd gave him a dismissive look. "Come. The ruin awaits."

"Yes. I'd quite like to explore it." Orrin added, moving forward. Edgar watched Ana for a moment, warily. She kept looking down at the ground, but then she moved to catch up to them, not giving him attention at all.

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>Stop Edgar. He could accidentally trigger something, knowing him.
>Stop Edgar. He could accidentally trigger something, knowing him.
>>Ask Ana if she's alright.
>Ask Orrin more about this ruin. The information could prove useful.

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A magic City

Welcome to Silverlin, The Arcane Eye.
A mage city housing many style of magic for anyone mage to enjoy. Weather blasting your foes to bits or constructing a sceptical of illusions, there is a district of magic in the walls of the gray stone city of Silverlin.
You just arrived city and take a quick tour guide to get familiar with what the place has to offer. A dwarf with a wide brim hat takes the gathered crowed across 8 different walled off districts of the city.

Al-lux: A variable den of debauchery and sin, here is where one can go to satisfy their urges in many ways, as the brothels line the streets with smiling courtesans at the doors using their friendly attitudes and sometimes sly magic to bring in customer

The Eyes: Here you can find many shops offering a glimpse into the future, or the past. Help you find a missing person, or yourself.

Fel-Ward: A place where summoners gather to bring forth creatures from all kinds of realms

Fizze Diocese: One would be wise to mind their heads while in this part of the city, for wizards who practice the art of battle magic can be found sparing in the unlikely of places. Shoot shards of ice, or globes of acid in every direction. The people here have grown accustom to the rowdy display and are quite lively themselves. Quinn Geth is a gnome who runs the Evocation school here and does so with a smile to new comers but keeps a cold whip to take care of anyone who oversteps their bounds.

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You see singed hairs and burn wounds. the body of a fox on wooden floors and the lifeless eyes of someone next to them, their flesh burning.

Turning around you dash after the girl intent on helping her catch this little fur-ball of hers. With the streets being less cramped then before your find her easily. Staying with her is not to hard to do, in till she starts dashing into alleys after her pet then you have to jump over boxes slide past walls and wake more then one beggar in a tent. Finally she stops , her fox posed hair raised and growling at a building across the street, the sign of which swings with the words "Familiar Familiars". After a moment you scoop up the animal and hand it to the girl you were following. She stares at the building then looks at you with a smile. " Thanks for your help Mr, I'm Suki " she takes the struggling animal from your arms and pats its head causing it to settle down a little but the animal still growls towards the building. "This here is Nerka and if dad knew I lost his familiar he wold be quite cross with me!"
"Hi Suki and Nerka, my name's Devork" Devork replies, quickly glancing at the building across the street.

"for now let's talk back on the main street, it's getting late and I'd rather not be in a back alley at night. Do you know the way back?"
>Take fleshsack with gratitude
>transfer possessions to Sack
>Wander fleshwall
>attempt magical discovery
Well, avoid the guards, right? If illumination makes light, clearly the best solution is to cast it backwards? No, upside-down? inside-out? something like that, to make no-light.
"So many Books.... How do I choose...?" He mumbles barely audibly.

He draws out his coinage and looks longingly at the Books.

"I can only afford 2 of the options it would seem.... Hmmmmm"

Vyrax looks between the book on Breathing Fire and the Book on Kobold Dragon Worship with indecision clear upon his Purple Scaled features.

"The Kobold Book I think.... Less immediately applicable but I might learn more with this!"

Vyrax grins widely, his sharp teeth on show as he hands over the Gold to the Halfling.

He pauses as he takes the book from her, lost in thought for a moment.

"I wonder.... Do you have any need for an Employee? I am passionate about books and as a trained Bard am good at dealing with people.... people like customers?"

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Is this still taking people?

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Urizen's army: 600 Veteran Rattle-Tail heavy cavalry, 800 merc light cavalry, 430 Elite Eye-Eaters, 780 Veteran Crimson Chosen, 2100 veteran elite raiders, 2800 elite waster raiders, 3000 waster raiders, 520 veteran elite crossbowmen, 40 biker semi-automatic gunners, 6 armored car turret gunners, and 250 veteran gunner infantry. (11,320 men)

Ally armies:
Harlotsville's armies: 500 elite militia, 4000 militia (4,500 men)
Y'arak's armies: 500 Elite light cavalry, 1000 veteran militia, 2000 elite militia, 4000 militia, and 1000 bowmen (8,500 men)

Lands owned: Saltmarch (Current capital and your town [10,200 freemen, 1300 slaves]), The Flats (Mazgrund [1800 freemen, 1500 slaves]), Berkeran (Balak's town [3000 freemen, 1100 slaves]), Trident's Rest (Murdas Brukus's town [1000 freemen, 600 slaves]), and Buckport (Rathadu's town, [1200 freemen, 300 slaves])
Current generals: You, Rathadu, Mazgrund (Eye-Eater chieftain), Balak, and Murdas Brukus.
Garrison: 500 town guard in The Flats, 300 town guard in Trident's Rest, 500 heavy elite town guard in Buckport, 700 town guard in Berkeran, and 900 veteran heavy town guard in Saltmarch

Previous threads: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?searchall=Apocalypse+Raider+Quest
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>See and talk to Mashuk
>See and talk to Mashuk
>See and talk to Mashuk
Is there really any other option?
>See and talk to Mashuk

New thread here:

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Archive: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Hikikomori%20Quest
Discord: https://discordapp.com/invite/BHtuR7c
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woo, thanks for running!
can't wait
Thanks for running!
Thanks for the run!
Thanks again!

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The year is 1866. You are Daniel Stockton, a veteran of the American Civil War and colonel in the Aizu Domain's military. You've come to Japan looking for work, and with the nation on the brink of war, there is an ever-increasing demand for men such as yourself. Last time, you became mired in the more mundane aspects of running an army, until a shootout occurred, that is.



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Yes, impolite anon. If you really need a confirmation of the obvious implication, yes they did. They only used iron in armor construction by this time. All that bullshit about wood and leather is just bullshit, possibly stemming from the Legend of Five Rings poorly-researched rulebooks.
>Nakajima especially.

Nice lol, poor girl must get dizzy everytime she sees Daniel by this point.
I'll reiterate what I said in the post you replied to initially: this quest is not a 100% accurate representation of reality. For one reason or another, things are going to be inaccurate from time to time. I try to avoid it, but sometimes that can't be helped. For the record, everywhere that I've researched has said that leather was a VERY common material in Japanese armors, and that antique sets of armor were occasionally brought out in service during the Boshin War. I had figured that it would be within the realm of possibility (though not very likely) for a cavalry saber to cut through leather scales. While I like staying as close to historical accuracy as I can, I'm not going to do college-level research on everything. If that really rustles your jimmies so badly, then just leave. Don't be a pompous dick about it.
I think insults were uncalled for.
I think if you want to nitpick, a quest that was never 100% historically accurate you should get called names.

So go fuck off and run your own quest if you don't like shit for brain.

Previous threads: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=One%20Piece%20Bounty%20Photographer%20Quest
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Cover-art kindly provided by our noble artiste, Draw-anon, who kindly took time off repainting the Sistine Chapel for us. Look upon our prettyboy protagonist. Look upon his devilish smile and despair.

In last thread’s episode of FLASHMAN, QUEEN OF THE DESERT, our hero who the fuck cares, it’s Alabasta, Alabasta! Get a new crocodile-skin sheathe for your swords, go go go!

We, uh, now return you to your scheduled idiocy.
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Rolled 25 (1d100)

Rolling for how much Luffy wants to beat the shit out of us.
Also looks like we're getting some god damn respect around here.
Rolled 17 (1d100)

Rolling for Candy. Because after this clusterfuck of a day, Flashman deserves it
These right here
Rolled 36 (1d100)

Above your pay grade, soldier!

Calling and writing.

... and rolling for background stuff.
New thread, archiving this one.


So.. let's see. News. Uh.. discovered a youtube channel Kent Rollins? he does cowboy cooking and it looks bloody amazing. Haha. (send help I can't stop watching)

Archive here: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Strike%20Witches%202016 For anyone just coming in, there was an... abortive attempt at getting this going last year. The strikers 16 reboot is what you're looking for- the original attempt has little to do with this run, other than a few character names you may see.

Anyway, I think that's it for news as such, so let's get rolling!


You were up on time this morning, though you’re starting to regret it.

Your alarm went off at 04 in the morning, which was plenty of time to cook a simple breakfast, make coffee, make a second pot of coffee for a thermos, go on your morning run, shower and clean up, and still have some time to sit and catch up on the news. You regret the news mostly- it’s an election year and that’s all anyone seems to want to talk about, much to your disappointment. There’s plenty of news in southeast Asia, with Vietnam, Laos, Cambodia and Thailand all undergoing massive armament and military expansion programs, and the Philippines enacting a new national service law for their witches. Even Taiwan and the South Koreans are spending a huge amount of cash on new hardware and training efforts. Of course, the news out of the larger powers in the region- Japan and China- are about the same story, with the IJN laying down two more destroyers of their Maya class in the last four months.

You hit the door kind of glad to be able to turn it all off- while you’ve never much cared for the news, this year seems particularly bad, especially with the elections being the circus they are. Your own opinion is it doesn’t matter to you- even during the worst of the recession, the wyvern program didn’t get touched, and you’re already plugged, and assigned to a jet. Since Wyvern crews always go on basis of ‘oldest first’, you’d be the last they got rid of, just because of that.

At least, that’s what you tell yourself.

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Cass > Merlin > Kyou > Crew Chief?

Mom is not for Lewds. That’s too degenerate.
I think we're gonna need both knifehands for this one.
I like this list for two reasons.

1. Cass truly loves us.
2. There is no Danielle.

See: >>3450058


I'm sure there could be! I don;t have a comprehensive list of every single witch in the US though (Yet) Hahaha!

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You're Carrotman, you have the power of the carrots. You've been wandering through Veggie Town when you saw a small pebble that didn't look quite like the others - it was shining, shimmering, splendid! It was right then that you realized that you had to become a new kind of man in order to pursue your highest aspirations. You packed all your shit that wasn't much and the shining stone and went on a journey of self discovery. After travelling for seven hours you got hungry and was about to turn back when you saw a restaurant. You didn't had any money so you asked if they were needing any help. They hired you to do deliveries for them and so you went. After a few hours you got enough money to afford a hot meal. After a few more hours you got enough money to afford a bed and breakfast.
You could live your life like that, day after day working for your keep. And so you did for six months. You saved some money. But you wanted to reach enlightenment. You thanked the good people at the restaurant for giving you a job and then departed seeking a master.
You arrived at a monastery. There you found a master sitting in deep meditation.
He asked the master "How can I reach enlightenment?"
"Don't do anything violent, only do what is just and in equilibrium."
"Is that all?"
"Well, it's easy to say, but hard to practice."
Carrotman then spent ten years studying with the master in the temple. He became a monk and learned how to control his temper.
But oh no! Carrotman spent too long without consuming carrots! He lost his carrot powers! You also lost your shiny pebble at some point and you don't remember when.

What will Carrotman do?
> Continue to pursue the path towards enlightenment and spend ten more years in the temple
> Go back to visit Veggie Town to eat loads of carrots and hopefully regain his carrot powers
> Abandon the monk life and go back at being a wageslave
> Become a travelling beggar monk never sleeping twice in the same place again

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>Declare a vengeful crusade to avenge Saint Brenton Tarrant, who was wrongfully imprisoned for defending his people.


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In this quest you play as Wade Wakeman, a 16 year old boy with a heart of gold and the wielder of the Omnitrix. This story is being told in an alternate universe, in which there are no longer any remaining Tennysons. Characters from earlier seasons will appear, but not always in a way that you’d expect.


Last time: Wade and Wendy briefly teamed up in order to protect a sacred stone that belonged to Kanjigar's native species. Now, Wade learns of what happened to Z'Skayr's corrupted clone.

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[Wade]: Were you sealed away for doing something bad?

[Olumar]: The answer to that depends heavily on Solomon's definition of "Evil". To him, every demon was evil. I was but a goddess of festivities and luck. A good time was all I ever chased after, and sometimes that involved a bit of Bloodsport.

She receives fearful glances from your friends and family.

[Olumar]: Oh please, I'm not going to eat you or make you fight to the death. I'm quite tame for someone of my kind. Several hundred years trapped in a lamp tends to either mellow you out, or drive you insane.

[Wade]: Are there a lot of you guys scattered around the galaxy?

[Olumar]: Yes, we were large in number before Solomon and his people began their siege. There could be thousands of us trapped in silly little trinkets, just waiting to be let out by some fresh faced fool. No offense.

[Kevin]: But that shouldn't be possible. How'd this Solomon guy even manage to travel past Earth?

[Olumar]: I never said he was from Earth, boy. He hails from Ledgerdomain, the realm of magic.

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[Olumar]: He lost. He was mighty, but not mighty enough to fell my brethren on his own. For that, he needed help. He requested that a mighty God forge a ring for him, capable of sealing the power of magical beings and subjugating them. With this new weapon, he proceeded to cleanse the galaxy of my kind and seal them within trinkets and other odd objects that he could find. The next blow that was dealt to the Jinn was a fatal one. Most of us were crushed underfoot and utterly destroyed.

[Wade]: Man, that ring sounds like it could cause some serious problems if it were to fall into the wrong hands.

Olumar gives you a look of pure rage and contempt. This story must be getting her pretty emotional.

[Olumar]: It is already in the wrong hands. Solomon disappeared once he was certain that my people had been eradicated, and no one has seen him since. I do hope he perished in a painful and excruciating way.

The room falls silent as Olumar broods over her people's history.

[Olumar]: Enjoy your meal, master. I do hope that I have not spoiled it with my dreadful stories.

Olumar flashes a flimsy smile and recedes back into her lamp without another word. The rest of the night is relatively silent and uneventful. It was still nice to eat with everyone again, though. You return to your room with K8-E and try to get some rest before the big day. Her warm embrace allows you to calm down a bit, and the both of you fall asleep in each other's arms.


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[Wade]: What?!

[Iden]: I said most likely. You should be fine.

Myaxx interrupts your conversation by opening up a comm channel with Iden.

[Myaxx]: We will arrive at our destination shortly. ETA 2 hours.

[Iden]: Wonderful. Thank you, Myaxx.

You can swear that you see Myaxx's cheeks turning red when she's praised by Iden.

[Myaxx]: Anything for you doc-

She's cut off by a powerful shockwave that rocks the entire ship.

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>>Become Upgrade and merge with the ship.
>Generate a barrier with your tech and mana, and enclose it around your the ship.

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You're a tiny fairy cally Pyx, you have wings and can fly and you can do chaos magic.

You're flying through the forest one night when you see one human sleeping under the moonlight.

What do you do?
> Make a blanket for him with your magic
> Give him donkey ears with your magic
> Wake him up and invite him to dance
> Find a hungry wolf and lead him to an easy meal
> other
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>Tell him that you'll catch a fish for him if he tells you what he's doing in the enchanted forest
> Tell him that you'll catch a fish for him if he tells you what he's doing in the enchanted forest
>> Ask him what is he doing in the enchanted forest
> Keep spying him from afar to see what he will do

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You are Jonathan Wells, once a war hero during the great war, now the current governor of Arkuland. The first city in a new contient, built by the two superpowers (The Northern Union and The Eastern Wing Countries) after centuries of hostilities between them.

Currently, you are on your way back to the city with your economic advisor after dealing with a sensitive problem involving the fate of three Westerners who were plotting to assassinate you. Of all the suggested choices, You chose not to utilize torture to extract information from them as per the Humanitarian rights law . Both Superpowers are not aware of this incident just yet to avoid unwanted ramifications without solid evidence.

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Forgive me a rough answer as me and my advisors have yet to discuss this issue. But as far as my opinion goes, there has been a lot of bad blood between us these first three years, they find it hard to embrace our civilization and we find it hard to afford them much sympathy. There is no way to escape such a fact. I hope that we can start by having a few members of there people learn our language and our people and send them back out to garner sympathys between us. A slow process but not impossible. I do fear though that we have centuries of blood ahead of us, as the differences between our people are far to great for a easy peace. Much like the north and the east once was no?

>a somber answer.
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"I see..." She did write something down though you could not see it.

"Onto our next question, What do you think of our previous female governor, Ayyah?"

>"No Comment."
You won't answer this one.

>"A great woman from what i heard, she oversaw the foundations of this very city. If only i could meet her before her untimely death."

>"Her policy on aggressive expansion might have ruined our only chance to communicate with the natives..."

>"I know little of her....there isn't much to say."

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>"I know little of her....there isn't much to say."
Didn't one of the anons make some sort of statement on her as a writ in? Use that.
>"A great woman from what i heard, she oversaw the foundations of this very city. If only i could meet her before her untimely death."

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Eighteen years ago, Avalon was at peace. King Uther reigned with a just hand over human and mamono alike. The dark rule of the Lilim Lefay was but a chapter of history, now over, and the world could rebuild.

Eighteen years ago, King Uther and Queen Igraine's first child, Morgan Pendragon, left to secure any relics lost in Lefay's keep. She was a bright girl, stubborn and foolhardy like her father.

She never returned.

Wearing her body like a depraved joke, Lefay brought destruction and devastation to the castle of Camelot. Hordes of mamono, forced under her control, stormed the city. In order to buy enough time for his wife and his people to escape, Uther Pendragon sacrificed his life fighting Lefay. His sword was lost in the chaos.

Eighteen years had passed, and Arthur Pendragon, heir to a throne he had never seen, king of a castle he had never been to, knew that the day he and Lefay were meant to meet was swiftly approaching.

However, he had a hard time focusing on these thoughts as he landing hard on the ground, dazed and staring at the sky.

"Come on, boy- you're not done yet."

Arthur was starting to feel a little foolish, deciding to train his swordsmanship against honorary father figure and current kicker-of-his-ass, Sir Gawain, so close to noon. The sun shone overhead, reflecting off the knight's dark skin as he tapped his two practice blades together in a taunt. At least he hadn't broken out Galatine.

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Arthur considered for a moment to try and leverage the environment to his advantage, but Gawain was already rushing towards him. New plan, then.

Giving a mighty yell, Arthur dashed forward, shield up as he juked to the right- the blows of Gawain's swords were jarring, but with the right angle Arthur avoided the brunt of it, letting the attack slide off and leaving the older knight overextended. Wooden blade slamming into the knight's side, Gawain fell to a knee- that was going to bruise, for sure.

"Good lord, that smarts," He winced, "Starting to regret not putting on a gambeson, at least."

Leveling the blade at Gawain's face, Arthur stared with determination.

"Do you yield?"

Gawain chuckled, "Aye, alright- yeah, I would've been done for if that was steel. You're nearly as good as I am, boy."

Arthur beamed at the compliment, and quickly helped Gawain to his feet. The two made their way to bench just outside the house- if Gawain was to be believed, he built the entire thing on his own, with nary a hand to help him, shortly after the evacuation of Canterlot. It was the only home Arthur had known, their own little hidden village outside of Lefay's grasp.

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Will it just be you and me when we set out, Sir Gawain? What sort of monsters?
"And what sort of monsters do you mean?"

Gawain stared out into the middle distance, letting out a sigh.

"Many more than we hoped. It seems every report we get back tells about some holdout group that got forced back into Lefay's fold. I just hope Sir Robin and Sir Lionel return with some good news."

Arthur perked up, "Will Gwen...?"

"Aye, Sir Lionel's daughter should be with him, if all is well."

"I hope so- she'd be excellent to have around when we go off to face Lefay."

Gawain gave Arthur a look, studying the boy over.

"That's assuming your mother doesn't try and keep you out of the fight for much longer."

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>Gawain is the father figure
>Not Ector
Come on, OP.
Jokes aside though, looking forward to the rest. I'm a sucker for Arthurian lore stuff.
Interesting premise, although now I'm sad a bit...memories.

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In the far future, biotechnology advances by leaps and bounds, creating stunning achievements in medical, civil, and military applications. Illness becomes a thing of the past, and genetic modification is as commonplace as cosmetic surgery.

However, like all great advances, unchecked progress and experimentation has led to abuse and corruption. Ultra powerful megacorporations that monopolized the latest biotech have risen to be the great powers of the age, waging secret wars of sabotage, espionage, and deceit to get ahead of each other.

In order to fuel their rampant growth, megacorps develop lethal diseases and viruses, horrific bio-organic abominations, and ever more exotic genetic modifications to both sell to the highest bidder and unleash upon each other.

The rampant proliferation of bioweapons, and the need to contain them, has given rise to a new profession, the BIOWEAPON HUNTER.
Now with a new OP!

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So what the hell are we going to say to Alice, Carol, Lucina, and Nemo after we blew up the house?

We wanted to give Lucina a break for a few days without telling anyone, and it took less than two days for everything to go to hell?
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Such is life as a quest protag!
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At least there's one silver lining:

All evidence of the night of passion went up in flames. Hopefully at least. Don't need Springfield playing an audio recording, or a gene sample being left behind.
We can just say that Alice is going to need to stay at Carol, or Egan's place for a bit. Then Alice can sleep soundly knowing that she isn't sleeping in a bed that needs a thorough cleaning, and deodorizing.
There’s plenty of samples with the police chief though

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