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"Everyone hold on, I want to find my scouter. It's important to me." Well, it was more important as a memento at this point. You didn't need it to determine an enemies strength, but... it was really becoming something of a hobby of yours to record Power Levels in the database of the Scouter. It didn't really mean anything, you just felt it was useful to have a numeric value. If anything, it gave you a better target for when you wanted to overcome something. Simply knowing that an opponent was stronger than you didn't really give you that same degree of certainty when it came to wanting to surpass them, and while you knew from your own experiences that Power Levels weren't accurate ways to gauge an opponent's strength thanks to the multitude of ways in which somebody could hide their full power. Of course, so long as you didn't rely on it, there wasn't a problem. It would also be useful for informing any allies that you might make with the inability to sense energy about the level of strength of whoever you might be fighting. Allies like Crono and his friends, for example.

"Alright, just don't take too long, OK? We need to get back to Melchior with the Dreamstone so that the Grandleon can be repaired!" Marle asked politely, and you nodded. You had no idea what a Dreamstone or a Grandleon was, but it probably had something to do with their quest to save the world or something. With how strong Nizbel was, a part of you feels almost... unprepared for dealing with the world destroying monster itself... this 'Lavos'. You wondered just how powerful the monster was, but with your Power Ball confirmed to be functional, even if it was overwhelmingly powerful, you should be able to become the Mighty Oozaru to defeat it... or at least that's what you hoped. Would the strength of even an Oozaru be sufficient? You simply didn't know right now.

"Thanks, I won't be long." With that said, you hopped down to the bottom of the pit and started to look for your scouter. Hoping beyond reasonable expectation that it managed to survive the battle against Nizbel and your subsequent transformation into an Oozaru.

You spent a few minutes shifting through the rocks of the collapsed cave, and just as you were about to give up, something caught your eye sitting in a crevice. A sparkling green reflection. You reached into the crevice without hesitation and grabbed the device with a smile on your face.
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3 eh. Not bad.

Could always try to ignore the magic and beat him down without Ozaru.
sorry got wrong monke quest
You felt new power flow through your body as a result of the effortless beatdown that Spekkio just gave you, and while you certainly weren't ready to face him again, even after being healed, you knew you were quite a bit more powerful now. You supposed that you could keep fighting him and being healed, but... you still had your pride as a warrior, and while you considered yourself more pragmatic than most, you weren't about to subject yourself to the humiliation of suffering countless losses against Spekkio just to gain enough strength to defeat the God. Your pride as a warrior simply wouldn't allow you to do such a thing.

"That... could've gone better, Rettace. But... if you intend to defeat Lavos, truly... you will need to become even more powerful than I as I am now. You have come from beyond the stars on the request of another like me. Another who goes by the title of 'Kami' I am aware of this much. But... Lavos' full power is superior to even me at my most powerful." Spekkio looked at you with a wise gaze. "There is a reason I have not simply taken care of things myself by transforming myself into Lavos' form." The God revealed the limit to his shapeshifting ability. If Lavos was beyond even Spekkio... then you clearly had no chance against him as you were right now. Even if you became a Great Ape, you somehow doubted you'd be able to bridge the gap in strength between yourself and Spekkio, and Lavos is apparently stronger.

"Yeah... I know, as a... well, you know what I am, it's my natural drive to become more powerful." Spekkio clearly knew just what race you hailed from, and though you didn't want to inform Marle about what you were, Spekkio just scoffed.

"You can call yourself a Saiyan here you know. There's no point in hiding your race from those who would ally with you." Spekkio just shrugged as his form changed when he looked at Marle, turning from the short but terrifyingly powerful horned alien into what looked like a fluffy bipedal sheep creature. "Marle, you haven't know Rettace for long, but you wouldn't betray him, would you?" He asked her with a bored tone.

"H-huh? Of course I wouldn't! What sort of a question is that?!" The girl looked annoyed at Spekkio, who didn't change his form when he looked at you once again. You were surprised at Marle's indignation at being asked such a question, she was surprisingly loyal to somebody she barely even knew.
"See? There's nothing to worry about in telling your allies that you're a Saiyan, Rettace. None of them are even aware of what your race is." It was clear that Spekkio was trying to get you to trust Crono and his friends more, and though you did trust them somewhat, you didn't really want your race to be revealed, it was Kami's request that it be kept secret, though... now you think about it, he may have simply meant not to reveal it to anybody who may have known what a Saiyan was. "You are not among company who would betray you, Rettace." Spekkio was just lecturing you at this point, he must be aware of the warlike nature of the Saiyans and some of them having bad backstabbing tendencies, but you thought yourself more intelligent than that. Only the worst scum would betray their own comrades. Even among the Saiyans, if somebody killed another member of their Squad without good reason, then they would be exiled from Saiyan Society. Even with the Saiyan's mindset of only respecting strength, it was these rules that kept society functioning to at least some degree.

"Alright, fine. Marle. You probably heard already, but I'm a Saiyan." You shrugged. You didn't really care anymore anyway. Better to get that revelation out of the way now rather than in the future. Especially because you might need to rely on the Oozaru transformation in front of them in the future in order to defeat a foe like Nizbel once more... then again, you weren't telling her you were the giant ape she saw either... "Though I am here to help you defeat Lavos... or at least that's what I think I'm here for." Kami wasn't exactly specific on the details. "Though if I can't get my ship back, then... well it might be a problem." A big problem. You didn't exactly relish the idea of being trapped on this planet. at all. Well... it might be possible to get a new ship made for you in the future of this planet if the apocalypse was averted or something, but you weren't counting on it. You'd need to get your ship back, that much was obvious. Hopefully Tahiin survived too. You do sort of need a pilot for the ship. You weren't exactly familiar with the mechanics of the ship you got here on, and trying to figure out how to fly a ship from scratch... wasn't exactly your idea of a fun time.

"A... Saiyan? OK. I'll remember that! It's nice to know that we're not alone out there, and that there are benevolent people scattered among the stars!" That was an... overly optimistic interpretation of Saiyans. You wouldn't call Saiyans benevolent by any stretch of the imagination... but there were benevolent races out there. The Tuffles were one such race, after all.

"Yeah... let's get back to the others, Marle." You turn to Spekkio. "When we fight again, you won't beat me so easily, Spekkio." You were going to get stronger. You had to get stronger. Your Saiyan blood demanded you get stronger.

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The first thing you saw when you awoke was a desolate medical bay seemingly abandoned with no personnel except a bunch of droids tumbled all over the place. There was a tube down your throat floating in a Bacta tank for who knows how long. Freaking out you eventually broke the glass and pulled the tubes out. After noticing for some reason...you were entirely alone. There was nobody else there to help you. After picking yourself up carefully coughing out the last of the substances you took a closer look. Figuring there had to be some kind of fighting...except there were no marks of blaster fire or other damage from fighting. All the droids somehow were deactivated and tumbled around all over the place. As if they were doing what they were supposed to when they suddenly stopped working from nowhere. Very suspicious. Did another droid rebellion happen? But if that were the case why were no retrieval teams sent or reprogramming done? What the hell happened while you were recovering? Why you were left behind? Who were you?


Scrambling around nude you were not fond of...and there was something wrong with the air. So searching around you eventually found yourself some patient gown and lab coat to put on. Along with grabbing a blaster from a nearby fallen b1. Accessing a nearby terminal for any kind of info all you see was an override shutdown procedure was intitialized. Along with a single broadcast stating that the Republic had won, the CIS had fallen, and fallen replaced by an 'empire' that went out shortly after the override was initialized. While warning any remaining CIS assets to go into hiding as they were being hunted down by someone called Vader and the Imperial forces under the Emporer's orders. Sadly you weren't able to uncover much else. As the terminal was cut off from the net and the base was barely supplied with emergency power.

Oh god. What happened? How could the CIS fall? What happened to the backup plans? What of the Jedi? Who the fuck is Vader? How did the victorious Republic fall and get replaced by the Empire? How long you were out of it? You tried your best to beat down the rising panic and consider your options.

What do?
>Try to get some droids online

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Nah, we're pretty sure they're a girl
Hard to tell underneath all the armor to be honest. Not that the MC noticed...too busy checking out that armor and weaponry.

No, they were slain and went down fighting. If you want captives you gotta gamble by using the glitched troops or unleashing Savage.
No. QM just didnt proofread.
What? I thought we were gonna capture a bunch of them and start removing chips. We could get our own infiltrators and spies in the empire.
You could have but anons voted for turrets instead. Randy Savage would of aimed to take them alive.

Also don't forget to vote for actions anons.

Your name is David "Gunny" Rockefeller, no relation.
A veteran of the united states marine corps, you find yourself in a far-out situation after an all-too-close encounter of the third kind!

In the last thread, you went hunting with Cylia but ended up being hunted yourself by something really unpleasant.
Afterwards, Cylia got into some trouble with Sadia corporation goons, but you bailed her out. As a result, now you're doing some dirty work for their boss!
In preparation, you built yourself a suit of power armor to un-even the playing field a little, and then went scavenging for parts to fix up laggard's ship.
However, some pirates managed to discover you when you jumped in and out of the system, so you got to test that power armor a little bit early.
And that's where you find yourself now, hauling the surviving pirates back to your ship for interrogation!

>Last Thread: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/4900701/
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Nah. Fucker never learns. I say we fab up a small jail cell and/or straight jacket combo instead of letting him get off easy.
you just want to torture him. freezing him is way better than actually using precious space to make a jail.
Hey, squash the bug.
I didn't say I was going to torture him or that id be making a decent sized jail cell. He's basically getting shoved in a metal box barely bigger than himself and being left to stew. So long as he isn't a social species like humans it shouldn't have any adverse effects outside of some hunger or thirst unless we take too long to get back.
just strap him to the hull of the ship, sheessh

For however long you've been around, you followed the same routine. Wake up, go to school and go home. You've been fine with that actually, until you weren't. Sitting here all day, nothing learned, nothing done, you wonder how everyone else in class bears it. A look around shows everyone is staring at the teacher or the board just behind them, or face down at their books. Nothing's written on the board, and the teacher isn't saying anything. They're just... There, like they're meant to make the place look occupied, but not actually function as a school.

Home is also just as weird as school is. No one else is at home when you come back, or when you leave for school. It's just you, and nobody else at home. If you had the run of the house surely you would've done something with the freedom, but all you do is sleep when you get back. It all comes down to that routine you followed, never actually deviating from it. You can't remember if you did anything else at some past point of your life. You don't know if you want or have done anything with yourself. No goals, no aspirations, no dreams.

You get up from your seat. Nobody seems to mind, even if they should've both seen and heard it, and think about what to do next.

>Maybe today is just a weird day, I'll just freshen up at the bathroom.
>A look around the school to see if the rest of the place is a soulless as my classroom is.
>Just go home, I get the feeling nobody will stop me if I do just that.
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Masaru's house was different from the others, feeling as you can believe people lived it in. It isn't as sterile as the other places, and it appears as though someone was trying to maintain it, rather than it remaining pristine ignoring the elements. Both of you go up to the front door and ring the doorbell, only to be met with no response.
>"Nothing still. I know where they keep a spare key though."
Rummaging around the plants, Hiroki digs up a key and soon opens the front door. Hiroki directs you to see the first floor of the house while he goes up the stairs and check there. His place is normal, fully furnished and decorated to boot. Accessories liven up the place and little imperfections in the housekeeping shows to that this was the work of someone, and not just how it is. Looking around, you find that nobody has been around recently and checking up on the doors you find that they're still locked with no signs of tampering, though you didn't get to search further when Hiroki calls for you to come upstairs.
>"Nobody else is here, so he's alone, but this is where his room should be, and the door is not there."
You can see where he's fumbling about, oblivious to the door right in front of him. Before you can really point it out to him, both of you hear the front door open. Someone else is here.
>"I'm home~"
>"Oh, Masaru's sister. I'm gonna go down and explain that we're here."
With that he heads off downstairs to greet her. You were about to as well, but something about that door is demanding your attention. Like it wants you to open it. Now.

>I'm opening the door.
>I'm following along and going downstairs

Oh, sounds like Masaru is the main character, then.

Huh. So there's a perception filter on Masaru's door. Maybe whatever happened to him is still...I don't know, "digesting" him. It can't just erase all evidence of his existence yet, but it can at least make people forget about him. Yeah, I want to see what's in that room.

>I'm opening the door.
"Hiroki buy me time while I enter, last we need is his sister taking me out of his room.... If she remembers him that is."

>>I'm opening the door.
>I'm opening the door.
>Search for any books
>I'm opening the door.

It is a time of peace. With Lord Freeza’s explosive declaration, naming himself Emperor of the Universe after single-handedly obliterating the Covenant stronghold High Charity, peace has come to the universe. Not wanting to stand against him and his unstoppable Super Saiyans, within days of his declaration the universe bent the knee. And while there are always outliers, those stubborn or foolish enough to try and resist, the overwhelming majority of the universe is bending the knee. And he wouldn’t have achieved all this, defeated the strongest military in the universe and survived the Prophet’s ultimate weapon without your help.

Welcome to Saiyan Conqueror Quest, the story of an alternate timeline in the greater Dragonball EU. Currently it is Age 749 and you the players control Karn: once an ordinary Saiyan warrior with a meager powerlevel of 2,830 who has risen to become a mighty Super Saiyan, and so much more. Throughout your many adventures, the “Dragon of New Salda” has grown into the symbol of Saiyan might and power recognized actoss the universe. Now as a PTO general with a powerlevel of over 48 million, and close friend and confidant of Lord Freeza himself, Karn has become his people’s greatest champion.

Character sheets and other info:
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Quest rules are as follows:
>30 minute voting windows from post time
>Pick ONE option when voting(unless otherwise noted)
>Dice rolls are all best of first three, only correctly rolled dice pools will count
>One roll post per person, unless at least ten minutes has passed since your last roll then you can roll again

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Nah, I didn’t get there fast enough. All that’s left is the qm being confused.
Here, you dropped this
Hey woah as an aspie we don't claim that fag. Turn him over to the down's kids.
True enough. inb4 this turns into that “We of the X community do not accept her” meme from a few years back. But man, I thought Stonetoss lived in people’s heads rent-free, never thought I’d have that same honor.
You're in the big leagues now.

Foric Grudgebearer, a man of immense power and prestige. Thanks to his victories in the North the King was able to prevent any future wars against his realm. However even with that there was still troubles at home that he needs to care for. Who knows though, he might be able to settle down the laws needed to guarantee the future.

> Vote with Greentext, otherwise I will ignore it.
>Write in as acceptable as long as they follow the rule above. If its clever enough I might even add some of it to the result elected
>If you pick multiple options of what I already gave you, without being out of the box, it will harm the character since they are doing more than they are naturally capable of.
>Normally here I would say something like, ‘be kind’, but this is 4chan so I wont even bother making it a rule.
>Don’t be afraid to discuss things, just remember that there are some limitations thanks to both culture and technology. Hell, you guys could discuss whether it's better to make a Holy Roman Empire Electoral System or just go Partition.

>Here is the Archive: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=High%20King

Alright, time to get started.
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“Then I think its time we go over and visit my aunt then.” Foric announced while rising from his Throne, “I would prefer someone reliable enough to be my wife, instead of them becoming useless.”

“Quite strong words, but ones I would expect from a King.” Hev admitted while he started making his way down from the throne, “It should not take very long for us to arrive at your Aunt’s Academy.”

“No it shouldn’t.” Foric admitted as they left the room, wondering just what kind of person was his Aunt suggesting?

The travel over was not very long, simply traveling their way west towards the Dragon scale Mountains. Unlike the academy the Dwarfs operated for young nobles, this school was built with the purpose of training magic. Some would see it as a school after the Dwarfish one, since they did not bother taking people under the age of 16.

This of course was the reason many of the people at the School of Magic was about Foric’s age. Many of them looking at him with awe since many were the children of nobility. These people knew who Foric was, and they knew to respect him.

Maybe he was paying too much attention to those around him, and not what was infront of him to dodge what was coming around the corner. There hit was only at walking speed, but Foric was closer to a brick wall than his father when it came to running into him.

“Ouch!” a girl close to yelled as she was sent flying back and on her ass. Several pieces of paper going about the place as she made her landing.

The girl looked up for a moment rubbing her head, while Foric had to rub his nose. However pain was temporary and the girl started moving her hand to collect the numerous papers that were strung around her.

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>Sure, this was partly Foric’s fault.
>Sure, this was partly Foric’s fault.
>Hev, help her

King probably shouldn't stoop
>Sure, this was partly Foric’s fault.

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You are Noel Tiberius di Hazaran, and this is a dangerous crossroads for you and your faction.

No longer able to get away with gathering strength and information, all while avoiding conflict, you’ve elected to begin conducting missions well outside your home range of Hazaran. These have taken you to the northern coast of Sakia, where the Organization’s backers from the continent have created a beachhead and are now building advanced weapons on local soil. With the help of Carlotta and Gina as trained spies, you’ve managed to stall their progress somewhat through a brief but effective campaign of sabotage, but that’s only a temporary solution.

Simultaneously, you’ve been making overtures towards other potential allies. First you brought your mother Sabela, one of the three ‘true’ Abyssal Ones, into the fold with the development of a specific dietary supplement that eases or erases the cravings of awakened beings for human intestines. Then you convinced Solaris, another higher-ranking awakened being, to throw her lot in with your band of warriors. Now, it’s Salem – the second of the three Abyssal Ones, and a much harder sell.

“Ella likes to style herself as a queen,” Salem muses as you follow the roads south, back towards the mountains. “She even has a castle… in ruins, of course.”

“What castle would that be?” you wonder aloud. “Certainly none I know of.”

“It stands on the border between Shukzan, Karluk, and Sakia,” Sabela tells you with a frown. “So outside your typical range. It’s stood abandoned ever since the civilian government of Shukzan collapsed about twenty years ago.”

“So it has no real strategic value,” you translate.

“She doesn’t care,” Salem shrugs. “It’s all about her ego anyway. By the way, how exactly did the Organization ever work up the nerve to send someone after her?

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>Time to observe and plan your next move.
>>You need fresh information. Find a pub in one of these hilltop villages.
>>Time to observe and plan your next move.
>>Time to observe and plan your next move.
Could it be that it's actually Ella with us and she's getting us attack Salem? Given that they are twins, can we tell them apart?
... Or am I too paranoid here?

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Honnoji Academy, located at the top of Honno City... A large and bustling city all run by the powerful Kiryuin Corporation. Within this academy, there are four powerful students known as the Elite Four lead by the heir to the Kiryuin foundation Satsuki Kiryuin. With an iron fist they watch over those who reside here keeping everything running as it should.

and you? You are....

Definitely not any of those important people like holy shit could you imagine? You are a simple no star who is currently attending Honnoji academy. Now don't get it twisted your life isn't horrible or anything, you have parents that love you and all that jazz but things are just... boring. You live a boring no star life where everything is as it should be and you fit into the mold that the world has set for you. But little did you know that Today, today everything would change.

It all started one fateful morning.
Hello! Welcome to Kill la Kill Quest inspired not only by my love for the source material but my seemingly never ending yearly rereads of the classic Anaru Quest. As a note this will not have the same story beats of that story, nor will it probably go off the walls like it did. This story will a fairly straightforward interpretation of the story with the changes that come with a new character being added to the mix. I hope you all enjoy and stick along for the ride.
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>What he said was a complete lie, I didn't do any of the things he said I did.
>What I did however do was get away from him.
If it ain't a fight then what's the point of saying it like that? Jeez.
"Sir if I may, none of the things that one star may or may not have talked about happened. The closest thing to a fight I've been in was when I ran from a one star who tried to bully me into giving them my homework answers yesterday."

Gamagoori's eyes perk up at that.

"Is this true?"

"Yes, I barely got out of there with my life"

Gamagoori places his hand on his chin "Is there anyone who would be able to corroborate that?"

You shake your head "Unlikely, no one even tried to help me when it happened. I had to find a way out myself"

Gamagoori narrows his eyes at you before removing his hand and nodding "I see, then I suppose I must apologize for the misunderstanding."

You nod

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>> Sure I don't see why not.(This might be a good opportunity)
nice quest qm like what im reading and may i ask have you done any other quests
I did very long ago, prefer to leave em in the past

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You are Kolinasi, Keiko Whatiri. Your a warchief and bigman of the isles, who has successfully fought the Ganth and Drukhari, You have fought great sea monsters. You have discovered underwater cities, discovered wonders of technology, communicated with the machine spirit and formed great alliances for your people, all in a very short time. Your call to the knight house, has found an ancient ally willing to help in your cause.

In your work to fight the Ganth, you have been the first warchief to set foot on another planet. On this planet you were able to discover something you knew you had, but never knew you would meet. Your 'Brother' Angron, a great gladiator and powerful warrior. You also learned along the way on the route to this planet that one member of your Honor Guard, Yana, is the sister you never got to meet.

On this warpath you have helped Angron liberate the primary city in the short time you arrived due to strategic use of the unique weapons on your void craft- 'Something Fierce' and popular backing by the common folk. In your investigation of the barracks you were able to find more information on the Ganth, but you chased down a group of generals that were using one as host.

You were able to utilize a the very electricity in the air around you to disrupt the mana of the devices, creating an electromagnetic pulse. The gambit slayed your opponent, liberating an actual man of iron from enslavement.

Now the two of you are exploring the manufactorum which created great and terrible implants.
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>Prepare to load a huge databank
Yes it was the same fat man.
No there aren't any deadman switches tied to it, Kolinasi would have found it if there were.
It's okay.
Good, than leavinf the databank here means it would be safe.
I'm going to tally tonight. Sorry for no post last night, machine spirit issues and a really late night.
> Prepare to load a huge databank

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You are Uzumaki Naori, and about two weeks ago you played a role in saving the world.

While it was Uchiha Sasuke and Uzumaki Naruto who eventually sealed the greatest threat the world has ever known, the infamous Kaguya-hime once spoken of in hushed tones as some kind of god or demon, you were the one who held her off by yourself long enough to give them the opportunity. A single wrong move and she could have killed you almost instantly, but with your extensive training and a little help you managed to stay one step ahead of her through your whole fight. Each technique you leveraged against her could have killed an average jōnin, even the ones you simply used as distractions.

But now Kaguya-hime is gone, defeated and sealed into a second moon in orbit overhead. Thankfully it seems to have taken up a position in the sky where it hasn’t caused catastrophic changes in the world’s tidal surges, but there are now two ‘high tides’ in the cycle with one being ‘higher’ than the other. In any event, Kaguya’s defeat left you to come up with something to do with yourself in the immediate future to feel productive.

“So yeah, this is what I was thinking,” you begin, having brought Fū and Ryūzetsu together in the garden of the pre-fabricated ‘hideout’ you set up outside Amegakure for privacy. “Konan-sensei suggested we start by finding Obito’s hideout in the Mountain’s Graveyard, but my idea is a little different. I want to start with the four great Sage regions that I know of.”

“Because of the Taiyōmon, right?” Fū asks.

Ryūzetsu glances at her in confusion for a moment, so Fū clarifies. “I mean, the thing definitely looks old, and it tells a story about the Sage of Six Paths, right? So I figure that’s gotta have something to do with it.”

You nod in agreement. “That, and my understanding is that the Ōgama Sennin, Gamamaru, is the one who taught senjutsu to Hagoromo-tono. So what’s left of his brain might prove to be an excellent resource to pick.”

“You intend to start with the Shrikes?” Ryūzetsu asks.

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>>Just try to dispel the genjutsu. It can’t possibly be that hard.
>Ask her who she is, what she wants, and who she thinks YOU are.
>Just try to dispel the genjutsu. It can’t possibly be that hard.
>Just try to dispel the genjutsu. It can’t possibly be that hard.
>>Just try to dispel the genjutsu. It can’t possibly be that hard.

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How long have you been at this? It feels like you’re suspended in space… time? You’re not sure of where you’re stuck in either at this point. Maybe It’s best not to think about it.

“V, you’ve got activity coming up on your six,” the comm crackles to life, breaking you from your thoughts.

“What kind of activity?” You reply as you quickly set your cargo down and begin to secure it.

“Masked men. Couple shy boys from the readings I’m getting.” You hear the sound of rapid keyboard clacking. “Moving in quick. Likely on pipe frames.”

“Oh, that’s just what I need,” you protest as you key in a P.O.W. “Any chance they’ll just pass me by?”

“Doubtful, they’re heading straight towards your position.”

Already you hear high-pitched revving in the distance. The smell of burnt ozone permeates the air and you utter a curse.

“They got charge pikes, T. If I get hit by one of those—”

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“They accept anybody willing to work. Do your part and I guarantee you’ll have a roof over your head,” You answer truthfully, only omitting a few, unimportant details.

“Oh, right on! Yeah, I’ll do anything if it means getting out of this wasteland!” Klyde replies as he rummages through the rations contained in his ‘estranged clemency care ordinance’. “Haha! Man, I used to hate mushrooms, but this is the most delicious meal I’ve ever had in my life!”

“Yeah, I’ve never been picky when it comes to food…” you reply absentmindedly as you quickly scribble down a few notes on your clipboard.

Your idle conversation is interrupted by the sound of static followed by a ping indicating someone hailing you over commlink. You tap a finger to your temple.

“Hello there, T. I trust you’ve got good news?”

“Yes. You’ve broken your previous record for ECCO delivery in the Donut Wastes.” T announces with little fanfare.

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You’ve always been fond of P.I.P.E. travel . Many people say they find the experience too dark or claustrophobic, but you’ve always found the lack of visual stimuli and the feeling of the wind racing along your skin helped to clear your mind of a day’s many stresses.

‘A new personal best, huh?’ You think to yourself, ‘well, even if I don’t get paid more, I might be able to leverage some time off…’


You glance behind and see your new koopa friend using his shell as means to slide himself along the contours of the passageway.


Looks like someone else shares your sentiment for tubes.

A few moments pass before you can finally see a pale, yellow light at the end of the tunnel. With a sudden lurch in acceleration, the pipe shunts out of a wall and deposits you onto the grimy streets of Koopa Quarter.

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>you probably wanna tag along with me a bit, right? Nah, it’s not a big deal. C’mon, I know a good place to dip your head in. That, and I owe T for the trip back.”
>you probably wanna tag along with me a bit, right? Nah, it’s not a big deal. C’mon, I know a good place to dip your head in. That, and I owe T for the trip back.”
Gotta be a bro to former bad guys too
>you probably wanna tag along with me a bit, right? Nah, it’s not a big deal. C’mon, I know a good place to dip your head in. That, and I owe T for the trip back.”
May as well take him

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Nick Fury rounds the corner of the building, looking upon a strange group of individuals from across the Multiverse.

"My name is Agent Fury. Who are you?"
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...am getting the FUCK out of here; like hell I'm staying anywhere near the queen of escalation!
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You are addressing a son of Sparda, scum.

You speak of danger, is it demons?

It better be.
David Hasselhoff. Why the fuck do you look like my twin?

i like this one,eren ''diplomacy through mass killing'' jeager

Crawling in the pit of Mordor, you are blinded by the molten flame as soot and ash is wiped from your infant eyes. The sludge beneath your newly born meat sack weighs you down in a putrid stench.

"Get urp maggot! You best get to wurk before its ya head!"

A crooked smile meets your gaze as you finally raise your head from the floor.

You are assigned to the:

> forge
> mine
> lumber harvest


> remain silent, but move to your post

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You can try if you have the ovens.
them 6 million elves ain't gon' cook themselves
So, assuming the QM or whoever takes over uses Shadow of mordor/ war as a base for this. What tribe do you want our Uruk boy to join with?
i think machine tribe is a given seeing how the votes went
I agree it would make sense to be machine tribe.
But if we can the aesthetic of the Dark tribe is amazing

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"Definition of march (Entry 1 of 5)
: a border region : FRONTIER
especially : a district originally set up to defend a boundary"

The Stellarchate had been expanding for a long time, not minding its frontiers much. A great royal spaceship fleet existed, of course, but not for conquest or defense against external threats. It defended the Royal Family from pretentions of power by other powerful families. Not that they were cowed from making their own fleets in times of Royal weakness.

During a particularly terrible time for the Stellarchate, when powerful families had made their move, the invaders from other nations came. Entire fleets treaded through the border of the Kingdom and the Royals and Nobles were only able to push them back after rallying in the name of the nation. Ceasefires were signed and peace was established, tenuous as it was.

Royals and nobles retreated to mend the wounds from this calamitous time and called for young nobles without titles to guard the frontiers. Thus the system of the Marcher Lords began.

You were one of these Marcher Lords. When the call was transmitted throughout broadcasts, you decided to join various other lords in the nearest recruitment office.

You've just received command of your corvette, the Intrepid, which you flew without much issue in a one month move towards the asteroid base you'd be stationed in.

What would you like to be?

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>"No matter. Let us speak of the operation." [Pertinent]

Fence sitting road it is
>Chuckle. "Don't worry, your words won't come out of this room." [Unconventional]
Wait... Are we progressists with enough self preservation to not say anything?
Voicing any opinion on the subject would not be very centrist of us.
>"No matter. Let us speak of the operation." [Pertinent]

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