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This board is for author-driven collaborative storytelling (i.e., "Quests"). In a quest there is a single author who controls the plot of the story and who drives the creative process. They can choose to take suggestions from other posters, or not, at their sole discretion. Quests can be text-based, image-based, or a combination of the two. Drawfaggotry is strongly encouraged!

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Welcome back.

Rules are simple: Votes are tallied every hour, with whatever course of action being the most popular being the course of action taken. Write ins are encouraged and non-mutually exclusive votes will be combined if possible.

When a roll is called for, roll a D100 unless otherwise specified.

Inventory, pokemon stats and other links: https://docs.google.com/document/d/15i2N08IpWqitoTJujsUMishe4PLbao1lqT-bCAmvPcE/edit

For a short summary for the new and to recap:

You are Alex. A newly minted trainer and camping enthusiast just starting out on your journey at the age of Seventeen after your father lost his job in order to help pay the bills.

Last time, you looked for pokemon, encouraged Holly to catch a few, had another run in with Team Green, handed evidence relating to them to the police, trained over lunch and tried your hand at fishing when you made camp, where you caught a Dratini.

Unfortunately, while retrieving your rod after it got pulled into the water by something hooked, you were pulled off your feet and hit your head.

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Rolled 100, 63, 33, 41 = 237 (4d100)


Wood, Pit, Time, Shelter
100 76 64 66

It seems like nobody has been here for a long time, if ever, because there's plenty of deadwood around the treeline.

You wind up enlisting the rest of your team to actually cut some useable fire wood and dig a fire pit, but once that's done, it isn't long before Sage has lit a small fire and you're staring at a stack of wood and branches.

"Great job, guys." You say, as you warm your hands and continue to look at the bank and the branches you gathered.

>Help Rusty dig a wind break before anything.
>Just make a lean-to.
>Dig out a burrow for yourself and your team.
>Dig out a burrow for yourself and your team.
>>Help Rusty dig a wind break before anything.

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It's very simple. There's only room at the top for one. Sure, several goddesses can say they're the strongest, wisest, most powerful, the one and only Queen of the Gods...

But can they prove it?

There's one shiny golden apple sitting on a throne atop the highest mountain in the multiverse and its engraved with TO THE QUEEN OF THE GODS.

The rules are simple. Two goddesses fight until one is forced to do what would otherwise be unthinkable for a goddess--worship the winner. In the end, only one will be unbowed, unbroken, and the undisputed Queen of the Gods.

The question is...which goddess, out of all the goddesses of myth and legend, are we?

Now accepting nominations.
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Poos confirmed ITT
I vote for Asherah, Lady of the Sea.

Aphrodite/Venus, heaven’s biggest bitch and goddess of thots.

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You are the Resplendent Demonic Beast, Huānliúxuè (欢流血, Happy Bloodshed/ Happy to Shed Blood), and the heir to the forgotten legacy and imperial majesty of magical beasts, A Wild Princess (野生 格格, Yěshēng Gége) who holds dominion over all graves and commands grudges. Seeking to add the raw spiritual energy of Blood, a form of Qi reviled as the tool of blasphemous witches and warped sages, you journeyed into the Primordial Wilderness untouched by the civilization of man or gods in search of a source of uncorrupted Blood Qi.

Joined the Lonely and unfortunately hideous blacksmith Feiqing, the mute and mysterious monk, Lei, and the self righteous novices cultivator Ping, you met unborn dragons and battled and devoured the Toad Monster that preyed upon those divine children as ironic retribution. Traveling forward, you came upon two younger Magical Beasts consumed by rivalry and waging war against one another.

Meeting with both, you quickly came to realize both of your juniors seething hatred for one another was born from childish pride and misunderstanding. Feeling a whimsical desire to reunite the two friends turned deadly enemies, you decided to ask both the Princess of the Bees, Jiǒnghuāgége (炅花格格, Shining Flower Princess) and the Princess of the Ants, Tiěxīngége (铁心格格, Iron heart Princess), of their pasts to better understand the circumstances that lead to their feud and see if their former friendship could even be healed to begin with.

As you were presently in the territory of Tiexingege, you decided to ask the roughly natured Ant Queen first. She had grown used to your presence, and seemed to respect you because of the violence implied by your name, scarlet dyed fur and the aura of death and gloom that your meridians exuded. She watched her witless children march in formation, raising and lowering her antenna while clicking her mandibles to create a crude marching song. You almost wanted to play your Guqin to accompany her harsh song, but thought better of it.

"So, Tiexingege, may I ask you of your past? Too often our kind forget their origins and are thusly forgotten themselves, and I will admit" You say, marching up to her side, and finding to your pride that you stand taller than her "I am curious of yours in particular, your thuggish character has entranced me. Call it, a warrior's affection"

She turns to you, waving her antenna. But you cannot tell if it is in excitement or irritation.

"The first thing I remember was a storm" She says after a moment of silence "I was smaller then, much smaller and the first thing I recall is feeling fear. Not for myself of course! But for the rest of my hive as they were being washed away. I realized something had changed, and understood just how stupid my sisters were after I saved them by damming up the stream that was washing them away but was and still am fond of them"

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>Drug both of them with tampered honey and while they're intoxicated, cast an illusion with Ghost Empress Melody to remind them of their friendship and show them the other's perspective (Mischief Trial. DC 30)
This one seem the most entertaining.
>>Enraged by the idiocy of your juniors, beat both of them black and blue and forcefully drag them to each other while fending off their soldiers and scold them as is your duty as their elder! (Martial trial DC 65)
>Arrange both of the princesses to meet you outside of their forest home, and keep them from fighting long enough for them to realize their mistakes by parrying their strikes and standing between them (Martial Trial. DC 45)
>>Drug both of them with tampered honey and while they're intoxicated, cast an illusion with Ghost Empress Melody to remind them of their friendship and show them the other's perspective (Mischief Trial. DC 30)
>Drug both of them with tampered honey and while they're intoxicated, cast an illusion with Ghost Empress Melody to remind them of their friendship and show them the other's perspective (Mischief Trial. DC 30)

Seems the most in character for us. We're not here to fluff our ego after all, at least not only that anyway.

You attend a military academy nearing graduation with honors and regularly attend 'internships' with local enforcers. Go to school. Hang out with friends. Take care of your family. Crush on girls. Get cockblocked by your sisters. The usual. Thanks to enlisting and the honors achieved during the last outbreak as a voluntary militia. You managed to earn enough credits that your sisters managed to go to much better schools than you ever did and might not even have to enlist either...at least it should have been that way. Life would have been great if your sisters ever stopped cockblocking you.

Naturally, it all had to go wrong. Your sisters were having a sleepover with friends at home with your aunt watching them since your parents were out of town. You were called out on the weekend for a training excursion that had to be ended early when a rift opened nearby. You all were pulled out early and sent home. You wanted to surprise your family and thus didn't call ahead. That was how you caught them by surprise. That was how you saw them...transform in and out while they were busy partying and having fun. So you quietly closed the door and left in silence not saying a word. Your mind is a mess. You didn't even notice their friends were there or not and anything else as you stumbled away.

Your sisters...were the very things you were...are trying to protect them from. Corrupted by magic taken by them, and used. You were trained on how to fight, capture, and kill things like them, but you are their brother. You knew they weren't registered. You knew you were supposed to report them...but...but you don't know what to do.

So you walked...and kept on walking. Ignoring the rain as it came pouring down after you walked for who knows how long after it became dark. You barely even recall being stopped by a passing patrol since it was late and you were underage but you shooed them off by showing your ID as a cadet. All you know is...you don't know how to protect them anymore.

What do?
>You need a drink...
>Sleep at a hotel tonight
>Call a friend for advice
>Turn them in
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>a kid seriously?
>A large axe cleaved through a dragon's skull
Wait are we also magic bullshit?
from what i understand we're a null; can't use magic powers and we're resistant to them, but we're also a huge magic battery if a....witch/magical girl? manages to make us a thrall of theirs
>tfw op doesn't know scarred military tomboys are mah fetish
When you are asleep you end up in some pretty strange places in dreamland. Pro tip it can fucking hurt and dying hurts like a motherfucker. Previously you were too intoxicated for it to take effect. This is how you gained experience and trained without dying horribly for real against overpowered enemies while being fodder.

Merideth currently does not by any means see the mc as a love interest. She sees him more like a little brother and herself as a substitute big sister. There will be consequences big time. If you had pursued her as a love interest under different circumstances the penalties wouldn't be so bad but she really isn't happy about it. There is a reason why she didn't include her name on the list. She only gave in because she cared and was scared of what would happen if there wasn't a release valve of some kind. There is a reason why she offered to find you a booty call and would have bought you a prostitute.

Currently, Merideth is feeling extremely disgusted with herself for more than just her looks and is very angry about what happened. She really didn't want to be the one and felt pressured to do so. While she will forgive the MC given the circumstances. She really isn't feeling the romance or attraction at all. She is ashamed and blames herself more than him but does feel like he needs to be taught a lesson(many and probably painful).

Merideth has more issues than just her scars and war trauma. There is a reason why your sisters hate her so much. In terms of relationship, you pissed her off enough that she no longer sees herself as the big sis and will seek to educate your ass. While she feels disgusted with herself because she feels like she just fucked her little brother, a student, and betrayed her dead friend. On top of how disgraceful it is given the age and power differences which is something, she is trying to not think too hard about right now.

So yeah she is feeling very angry and upset along with extremely self disgusted as well ashamed. Not to point of making things fucked beyond repair but definitely enough that it's gonna cause you some big problems when trying to build a relationship with her. Naturally, things would have played out very differently if you flirted with her and initiated a relationship under different circumstances. Doing so under such forced circumstances was a really terrible idea. As it's not like you had a lot of competition for her hand or anything.

In the past, she didn't always see the MC as a little brother that happened due to two big events. Otherwise, she wouldn't have teased him so relentlessly in such naughty ways. The MC for his part had mixed feelings about her before...this mess. As he didn't like her trying to 'replace' his dead sister, grew to like other girls, and how she changed. After this though? Oh man, what a mess. I mean at least she doesn't hate you but with how those feelings came out and fixing it...yikes.
Your sisters are and it rubs off. To say more would include huge spoilers. Technically you are null. Aka can't touch magic and magic can't touch you. Has some very 'interesting' applications when properly processed and trained. Highly valued by both magical and mundane.

Magical girls really hate fighting your kind but if they can somehow convert them the benefits are huge due to special techniques available to them. Nulls have absurd magical resistance which has some very interesting applications for magic users. What exactly isn't very understood besides the common usage as batteries and living weapons. Basically EXTREMELY bad news. A magical girl with a null companion for example. Just. Doesn't. Run. Out. Of. Power. Ever.


A null turned abomination courtesy of a witch or something is best described as POWER OVERWHELMING.

Either way, it's catastrophic. The last time a null and magical duo showed up a country got erased off the face of the planet. The last time a Null got turned into an abomination is how you end up with the impossible to close gigantic dancing rifts of the southern continent that can be seen from half the planet.

You are going to love this quest. They are everywhere. Too bad most are either traumatized or psychotically bloodthirsty.

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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 750 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 across the universe. Now as a PTO general with a powerlevel of over 101 million, and close friend and confidant of Lord Freeza himself, Emperor of the Universe: Karn has become his people’s greatest champion.

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>Pick ONE option when voting(unless otherwise noted)
>Dice rolls are all best of first three, only correctly rolled dice pools will count

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>I was gonna tell him to put his dick away but he just made the strongest eye contact with me and I couldn't do it
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But while their embarrassment is palpable, it isn't exactly YOUR concern. So you ignore all of that and sit down between Towa and Meloka. You then dig in, allowing your full focus to turn to your meal and away from the awkward atmosphere. You aren't sure how long it takes, but once the meal is finished you lean back, sighing out contentedly.

“That was good.” you say, leaning back against the wall.
“I'm glad you enjoyed.” Towa says, smiling smugly at you. But there's a predatory edge to her grin, for some reason. You're not quite sure why. “I'm not a talented cook, but I've learned enough to be confident in my ability.”
“It was great, thank you.” Broly says, genuinely smiling.
“Yeah!” your Chaya replies enthusiastically. “It was almost as good as those big fish.”
“Those Mindslayers?” Maza asks her, suddenly interested. “I have been wondering what such a dark beast tastes of.”
“Next time you're in our timeline, you should have some.” you tell him. “I'm sure we can work something out.”
“Speaking of working things out, I received a message from Lord Mechikabura.” Towa suddenly says, tone shifting. “Once you're fully recovered, Chilli, he wishes to speak with you. He said he needs your power for something but wouldn't say what.”

“Sure. I'm already feeling better today.” your oldest son replies. “By tomorrow I should be back up to full strength.”
“Excellent.” she replies, rising up from her seat. “I shall let him know.”
“This is about that bastard Trunks, isn't it?” Future Chaya asks her, you seeing both Meloka's brows shoot up in surprise. Yours no doubt do the same, especially as she continues talking. “Bet he needs Chilli's power to undo whatever he did to him.”
“What happened?” Meloka asks before you can say anything.

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>The full week of course, it's been too long since you've been here
Family time fun time
>>The full week of course, it's been too long since you've been here
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The full week of course, it's been too long since you've been here wins it. Writing.

In this world, is the destiny of mankind controlled by some transcendental entity or law? Is it like the hand of God hovering above? At least, it is true that man has no control, even over his own will.

Alas, they are certainly welcome to try and struggle to deviate from the laws of causality. Such is the case for a human mortal by the name of Vlad Santana. A young male who would find himself at the crux of a story that would eclipse his mere mortal soul.

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The mark of sacrifice would probably be akin to giving him a double edged sword. A significant deepening of his astral roots, with all the pros and cons that come with such things.
That being said, as far as how Vlad fares during the Eclipse? I think he would surprise many. The behelits are a portal to a layer of astral barely above the deepest portion. They seem like a void of od due to that portal. There, in the depths, rests all the od that they have gathered for countless millennia. Like detritus floating down into the abyssal depths of the ocean to feed the beasts below, it’s far more nourishing than one would expect. It may be overwhelming at first, but with the right aid he could become a mighty force in such a place.
>How have you been? Where are you right now?
>I would never have engaged with Griffith if I knew who he truly was.
>I thank you for all that you've given me, but this is something I have to do.
>I will never find peace if I do not do this, it's the only way to do right by the family that raised me.
>Please, I'll need all the help I can get if I'm to survive this.

I don't think we're really sorry. Other than distancing ourselves from Griffith I can't think of anything we'd do differently.
Sivir is doing the right thing by trying to protect us, but we can't run from this fate, and failing to act would be worse than any torture.
Wait your words about the void of od made me realize something. What if Vlad is fulfilling a prophecy were he becomes a apostle or sorts, not where he's sacrificed during Griffiths assencion. When Locus refused to fight Merlina he was clearly referencing Vlad as a knight who would fight her. And maybe Merlina made Gallhad and Vlad's father see a illusion of their future to simply scare them off, the writhing gore streaked landscape where they'll be sacrificed. And Griffith couldn't sacrifice Vlad even if he wanted too, Vlad is not a prized follower or friend. Finally Vlad's mother Sivir, she's panicking and acting hysteric like her son just committed a crime, not lamenting that her sons doomed to die during the eclipse.

These are just my guesses of course, and they're probably be way off. But it's fun to speculate.
Apostles are subservient to the god hand.

Well except for one giant dicked chad.

If we do get made into an apostle I sure hope we can follow in his foreign footsteps and tell the hand to eat a fat fucking cock.

But becoming an apostle requires you to sacrifice something precious to you as well. And so far Vlad isn't the type to do that. So I don't think we're becoming an apostle unless there is some serious fucking bad juju about to go down and the only way to save everyone is to lose someone.

It's possible. But I think Vlad would probably just about kill himself before he even entertained the idea. Then comes the guilt. And the sorrow over losing his humanity. Man. It's kid of depressing to think about.

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The robotic voice ended, a dull ring follows through inside your head, signifying the sheer volume that came from the speaker. A small music chime plays after-ward.

You sat there on the metallic chair, provided by the trusty station provisioner. The people and xenoids around you, whispering in various tones and dialects - the room is quickly filled with noises. You look at the LED clock on the wall; 0900, it says. Your stomach ties in knots.

The airlock of the room opens, directing all attention towards it - from the laid-backs to the worried. A small, cubic shaped, green droid, lazily floats into the room.
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+1 for this, fuck corpos!!
gonna support the corpo gal but this >>5133536 is cool too

>STR 2+2
>SPD 2+2
>RES 2+1
>LUCK 2+2
>CHA 2+2
>COR 2+1

NAME: Lunatic Rich (no given last name)
SEX: Lots, I mean, Male


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Your name is Shu…or it would be, if this particular tale was hers to tell.

The world as anyone knew it is long gone, consumed from without by a ravenous being from beyond the stars. Humanity’s been reshaped into a vicious, feral thing by the Crucible, their bodies twisted into raging beasts of muscle and bone, voices and minds warped into tools of war. The Daughters—combatants elected by the Crucible to fight and devour their fellows to reach even the apex of hideous strength—are perhaps the lucky ones, granted the freedom of choice in a world where most humans, flora, and fauna have been melted down into a carpet of raw biomass that’s pulled taut across our world.

Like every other wretched soul in existence, you feel the pull—gnawing at your bones, pulling every fiber of your being towards the tether between a mutilated earth and an alien sky. You call it the Cord, and it’s said that reaching its summit will grant the Crucible’s victor the power to reshape all that is into all that will be.

A siren’s song, beckoning you to the end of all things…

…but you’ll fight it, in your own way.

In your own story, yet to be heard.

(This brief interlude will serve to act as a stop-gap between Veins 49 and 50, and will allow you to explore the perspectives of characters both in and out of your party. In addition, this may also serve to ease both author and audience back into the swing of things after a long break, and for everyone to catch back up.)


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>Um…you’re not really feeling whatever all this is, so maybe now would be a good time to check out that city further north?
>at least ask for an explanation as to what exactly they're doing.
True, there's some OOC reasoning there. But I do think Ziz would want to know what the thing they're being asked to do is before agreeing. That does seem in character to at least want to make sure they're not going to do something bad or just boring. Let me rephrase it. How does this look?

Rephrasing my vote >>5133178 ti

>"Um, I'm not really sure what you're asking? Does it involve sitting still? I'm not really good at that."
yeah that's at least much more in line with how he would put it.
amending my vote >>5133452

to support >>5133460
Also, just to be clear, I'm not super into the idea of sitting down to meditate on how awesome Shu is. That sounds less interesting to me than going to investigate the weird city. But I do think we should be polite and at least here these people out on what they're doing, before we decline. Ziz is a polite doom-bird.

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>Try to do this
>Run out of mana
>Get fucked raw in the ass
Also Gnolrek is a literal god, while gigamaxxing all our skills would barely get us into demigod range. We would need something better than just punching him real hard.
>Healing palms

Also, I would like to ask him about fighting demons. Local species, abilities of the big one we are suppose to kill, that sort of thing. Also, he went with the soldiers to save us, so he should know a few. Is there a way he could put a good word for us to ensure we are properly supplie?
Remember it's only +6 strength per punch, when unarmed. The FoJ spell would only be as useful as our unarmed skill rating and strength rating. If we have to shill 60 MP for 10 magical punches, then we might be doing something wrong. We gotta kill 1 demons with 1 magic punch each.

Also remember. We're gonna get ass blasted because we haven't healed yet. -20% to our str and agi is no joke.

+1 a good work for us for some help would be nice.
>Healing palms
I want the reaction the priests will have once Hyenus learns something that takes decades in one session, and on the first try.
So yeah, Healing Palms. Fists if others want to learn a second spell straight away, if not, just Palms.

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Pizzeria Quest Continued:

Archives: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1nm4wIIRm_qLE6QXMl2oxf8TYqE7apKWw3_Nbl2vmONc/edit?usp=sharing

(Links to various Days/Nights up to the current one are at the top of the Archive)

Suptg links to prior threads:
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/4981015/ (First thread)

http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/5032085/ (Second thread)


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Agreed, but we should also make sure it’s still a viable route. Also, aside from the Smiler, no entity from the Wood has ever gotten in, and I’m discounting the Smiler cause that could’ve been a unique behavior to the Smiler
Do we have a lot of glass left? If not can we reach through the window and grab some more? Now that we know it can work as a distraction I'd like to be sure we always have some, unless the cuts we get from picking it up could get so bad we lose hp.

I'd also like to close the gate now, but we don't know for certain if the Canine is on the other side of it. Would it be worth the risk to go back outside and look for him through the windows on the north side of the building? Or should we stay inside and shut the gate and just hope he isn't standing in that one spot just outside the Party Room before the gate?
that was also before we had massive holes being busted in via falling trees.

I'll support this.

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You adopted a klan of kobolts, and were cursed with turning into a dragon. You managed to recruit a muscular female plague doctor to help keep your insides inside.
More pertinant recap:
You just entered a town, there's goblins in their well and the townspeople are being really mean about it. You've also managed to catch dragon tuberculosis.
Also of note is that you've decided to REALLY INSIST on looking over an alchemist's lab, due to there being a lot of signs

"Sir. I'm going to have to INSIST." You say, stepping forward. You're just about done with being nice, and if the alchemist does even the slightest thing that might indicate that he's going to be a problem about this, you're going to deck him in the face. The guard, Martin, is trying to keep things under control, and turns to you:
"Knight! This is a matter of law and safety! You can't just-"
"I very much can. I have the means, will and ability to search this place. Now shut up, boy." You say, letting anger color your voice. The guard seems to be a bit surprised at the outburst, but you're kind of over it at the moment. Yet, he still insists, and the alchemist stands behind him.
"All the same, if we permit this kind of thing it'll have long-term repercussions. There's a reason we-"

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I don't understand why some of you are up in arms against the goblin. We're a Wandering Knight that's all about compassion aren't we? We don't have to lewd the goblin if we want to be nice, and we can sympathize with her magically induced medical issue.
Some seem to be worried that if we so much as hug her, she'll stab us to death.
I just don't think going directly for a hug is entirely appropriate at this moment.
My proposal was "words, hug, more words". The hug is contingent on it seeming appropriate, helpful, and welcome.
I think a hug should be dependent on how she reacts. To words

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"As I said, I just couldn't let it go. Perhaps it was just wanting answers for someone so close to me getting hurt, perhaps it was simply to keep the peace and finding the one responsible so I could turn them into the guards. What I did learn as a clue of sorts came from my students. While they were being held in the guard house, they had overheard that the attackers had several friends that were meant to join them but had stepped down at the last minute. Whether they came to their senses in time or simply backed out of cowardice I didn't not care but they could have the answers I seeked. Luckily they were far more cooperative than I assume their druken friends were. After a brief chat, I learned that the attack itself was not as premeditated as I assumed. The group had spent the previous night drinking with a man named Pema and it was he should planted the idea of attacking the diner and also responsible for spreading rumors. From what I've been told, he's quite the notorious drinker, spending most of his time doing odd jobs around the city to pay for his next drink. Curiously, he seemed to be sharing a rather expensive drink. From what I've been told it's a rather well known drink from a place called Dragon's Peak. A high class establishment from what I've heard and one that would never sell such a drink to the likes of him. Even more curious was the description of the drink. The men claimed it was some addictive qualities and that consuming it only made them yearn for more.

So, with that information on hand, I set out to find this ringleader. It took a bit but I actually found the man and quite inebriated at that which was fortuante as it made him far more talkative. Not only that but it seems he still had the bottle from the night before of which he gladly traded for a new drink. As payment for offering him more alcohol, he gladly told me what he knew. It was not him that spread the rumors but rather some aquaintance of his. One that he did not know the identity of. Knowing this man was drunk and known for spreading rumors against my partner, I sought out the validity of the claims. That is how I learned the origin of the bottle or rather verified it. What confused me at the time was the fact this bottle seemed to lack some important bits of the labeling leading me to assume it was a fake. However, upon asking around some more I learned that this was from the owner's private stash. One that he only shares with close friends and VIPs. With what little was left of the contents, I also visted an alchemist to see if anything could be found within. It seems that the bottle was indeed drugged though the name and nature of the herb I'll keep private as it may reveal the rest of the family's recipie for the drink. Nevertheless it seems that the stories all ring true mayor." You explain. Dronma glares at you, enraged and no longer keeping an act up. She steps towards you and despite her diminutive stature jabs you in the chest with a finger.
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We are an ascended contrarian, we will swin against the current if it means svaing others, and we will somehow pull it off, all the while having massive chad energy. And than we become a mewling kitten the moment a friend teases us.

Also, I find the fact we are all trying to solve a problem we got into by talking too much by talking even more absolutly hilarious. It will be even funnier if it actually works, either by convincing the mayor, part of the concil and/or other the public.
You know what they say.
When you dig yourself into a hole that you can't get out of, you just keep on digging.

>Ascended contratian
My first instinct was to deny this, so it seems like we are in the right track.
But being a prude and folding as our friends push is about right
Spent the last two days in bed and in the bathroom emptying my stomach. Staying hydrated. Pet the buns for me. I'll keep you posted.
Oh shit boss take care of yourself, did you test for the rona yet?
Even it isn't, stay sharp, the flu I got christmas was also like that and it was horrible before I went to the hospital.
Archived thread 17.

A new world is formed, its turbulent waves stir micro-organisms and activity that is ready to take form and change the face of the planet.

Previous game:
(No connection, just reference. Newbies are welcome)

Please read the rules carefully. It may look like a lot, but it's mostly clarification, the gist of it is quite simple. Especially if you're a returning player. If you make an invalid action in the first 5 turns of the game, that's clearly caused by not reading the rules, I'll give each player a chance to rectify it. After that point, I'll no longer process invalid actions at all, which I think is pretty fair.

ONCE YOU ROLL, THE ACTION IS FINAL. If you roll expansion, you cannot then swap to evolution or migration.

>Joining the game
Draw your species in Paint and post an image.

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also small fix, Da Fungus central tile should be evolved on the map, as seen in the pic related
Rolled 3 + 1 (1d3 + 1)

someone tell me if i did wrong expanding my frazhiwrl
You also need to pick a tile to expand from, and expand to 4 tiles from tgere (as you rolled)
You can then choose 1 tile with you other species and expand 1 tile from there as secondary action
Rolled 20 (1d100)

Due to the chemical-rich volcanic lands rising beneath them, and trapping countless Zibbits in isolated lakes, the species has evolved over many generations.

The Ziplade is a superorganism constructed of multiple cell types working in tandem, each technically its own species. The ‘root’ is made of microorganisms who have specialized to become grasping cells, who constantly funnel chemicals up into the body to be broken down. Chemosynthesis is carried out in the blade-like spine of the creature, and finally, the resulting organic compounds are stored within the lighter membrane, which they also use to trap microorganisms for additional nutrients.


Digestion: 2
Size: 2
Environment: Volcano, land
Location and Secondary expansion.

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Following the Emperor's death at Endor, the once unstoppable Galactic Empire has cracked and began to crumble. While the members of the Rebel Alliance come together to form the NEW REPUBLIC, the remnants of the Empire begin to tear themselves apart at the hands of IMPERIAL WARLORDS who each seek to install them-self as the next emperor. With nearly half the galaxy in the hands of the New Republic, the IMPERIAL REMNANT seems powerless to stop the rebel advance.

Among the soldiers and sailors of the WARLORDS, terror and hope fills men and women in varying forms, as those who serve seek their calls of duty and responsibility, surviving just to live another day in a galaxy without order....

>previous Thread: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?searchall=Remnant+Captain

Up to date Pastebin: https://pastebin.com/w3n6dkqR

You are Commander Slythas Caimes, heading up your own independent task force resting over Kuat, trying to return crewmen forced out of your fleet by political maneuvering far above your rank. Last we left you, you were on your way down to the surface to meet a Kuati noble, who called you to dinner, where we reconvene...
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+1 kek
>Why yes in fact, I have an entire galaxy full of errands to run already. But perhaps we can work something out here.
No way I'm gonna take that deal, that'd be like signing up to be her chief astromech technician and get paid in hyrdospanners. But maybe we can make a deal from some defenders. At least we can get a free dinner out of this.
*unzips dick*

Support, buncha spastics

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