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You are Johann Fol, a human student who had recently lost his foster dad and was forced to transfer to Garsis academy in the elven city state of Cairth under the protection of a new guardian: Miss Yuni in Gladefall Dorm, Tenfaro Street.

Under strange circumstances, you happened upon a mysterious parallel world known as the Moonworld, filled with strange creatures known as shadows thriving in a hellish post-apocalyptic landscape. It's up to you to purge sin out of Cairth as part of your agreement with the malicious entity, Ruin in Form.

An attempt on Miss Stag's life, a giant monster slayed in a blizzard, and a confused dryad had his fate decided by you. Oh, and a golden mask from a very secretive fan club.

What a sublime week you are having so far.

Archive: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Moonless

Also, a reminder. I am not the QM, the QM is snail. I merely post the thread due to snail being image range banned.

Welcome back to Cairth
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>Read something [lamentations]
The Lamentations of Dyadidaud [+] [+] [+] [-] [-] [-] [-] [-]

What is love? A series of chemical reactions? Love is meant to guide us to the most compatible mate. I thought I would never experience these primal emotions. I was in the wrong.

This ethereal bond is a but curse, men and women touched my heart. It was exhilarating at first but to what end ? They will perish and I will move on to a new cycle with a new face and a body. None of them could truly understand my existence, they only cling to the suit of flesh I wear.

But not Yashvarot.

What is love? A fictional lie born in our soul? Love is meant to manipulate others to do your bidding. I thought I would never experience these primal illusions. I was in the right.

My heart is cold as stone, fornicating was only done when the need arises. I held no 'love' for the myriad of children growing in womb or the ones that I have sired . Why would you invest in a sniveling mortal who will perish eventually? The reasoning behind love is quite maddening. I have seen what this love had turned men and women into. No, It will not corrupt my soul.

What is Yashvarot? A flaw that must be Yashvarot out of our genetic composition. Yashvarot will Yashvarot well-laid Yashvarot YashvarotYashvarotYashvarotYashvarot, Y-a-s-h-v-a-r-o-t.
Y YashvarotYashvarot

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Your return to the dorm was marked by quite a growl from your stomach. Either buy some prepared food or cook your own unless you want to slowly starve yourself to death.

"Hey Veishu, what's this?"

+New Garage Key.

"I bought a new one, we are lucky that no one snuck through our sanctuary last night."

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>>Write in!
Let's get this bread (xp)

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Your name is Anon Meipan, you were a member of the lower class, the no-star student body until a chance encounter gave you an opportunity you'd never dreamed off. Becoming a member of the Elite Four.

After that what followed was a whirlwind of fighting, friendship and changing your clothes really fast.

You're now heading to school with your friend Maiko who was forced to serve under you for the time being.

"So Anon, any big plans today?" Maiko asks

> Of course, we're gonna see the Elite Four today
> Nah not really.


Welcome back to Kill la Kill Quest! The quest will use the following structure. We will follow the plot of two episodes before leaving the remaining time for character building welcome back and I hope you stick along for the ride!
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we're totally some rando who stole the uniform
We don't want to lose friends.
Hey guy you know the deal by now no thread today back tommorow. In the meantime can someone archive this because I can't see the page count in thread due to some dumbass extension I got
We are at Page 9 OP.
Any ideas for a description?
I figured it out

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To think, 200 years have passed since those wars. To think, many more centuries passed since the unification of humanity. You take these small moments and be appreciative of that Terra Minor is now open again. You have spent your life wondering, yearning, for the day that the gates opened again and that Terra Major born humans can once again join hands with their Alpha quadrant brethren. Now that you are here... you have no idea what to do. You have your original purpose for being here, but that is now nothing, a blank spot in your memory.
As you are still riding in the civilian shuttle, you take a look around and see who is on board. Families, soldiers and blue collar workers, ready to re-explore what has already been explored. You see one man, covered head to toe in garbs, holding a brief case very tightly. You turn your attention to the big screen above your seat, showing a propaganda film detailing the heroism of the soldiers and "bio-soldiers" of H.A.Z.A. fighting against the "extremists" of the "Origuardos" church. The film is interrupted by an alien woman, tall and slender with gangly arms, deep brown skin and oddly shaped eyes.

"We welcome the first relocated Terra Major humans to our humble arm of the galaxy. This short film will prepare you for your landing and time in H.A.Z.A. controlled space. Some basics: H.A.Z.A. is the alliance between Humanity, the Zerentheese and the Antisians. All three have been working in harmony since the Hurentheese-Antisian war. From this alliance we have birthed many new exciting technologies and colonies with Terra Minor being our home world, the first world colonized by humanity and the true homeworld of my species, the Zerentheese..."

The introductory film kept going on as you see the ship docking into a ship yard, possibly to get all of you into a landing ship. You jerk forward as you hear a loud clang. Someone ahead of you is twitching uncontrollably. As a stewardess attends them, you see a metallic skeleton leap out of their body. The skeleton is very human like, but with scythes instead of hands. Then suddenly more of them leapt out of the bodies of nearby passengers. You see a stewardess grab a phone.
"Emergency: We have skin jackers on board, I repeat..."
One of the skeletons jumped forward and sliced the stewardess apart while another created a weird noise before pointing to the man with the brief case. You can barely make out words underneath garble from the skeleton pointing.
"That's the one, that's the one who knows about the Ark".

All the skeletons in the main cabin start to slink towards the man with the briefcase. You have a piercer pistol in your hand and you can see one of them slinking right next to you.

What do you do?
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I have never been to Terra Minor before, I greatly admire how the birds of your world are real and not surveillance drones used to spy on me.
There may also be goon squads of bio-soldiers employed by the globalist elites trying to hunt down and kill everyone involved in the Skinjacker ambush. You should watch out for them too.
Zha-Nol takes a step back.
"Zha-Nol... is confused but will take advice."
He has his weapon, a metallic pole with a barb on the end.
"You go up to room until Zha-Nol returns, no matter what."
You scuttle up the stairs the vines curl back to become the ceiling of the floor below once again. Inside your little alcove, you see various objects you assume to be of sentimental value. Not the first time you've hid in an attic before. As you explore around, you notice little cracks in the vines that make up the floor, probably other entrances to the attic. Fiddling around with one you drop down in a brightly lit room. You struggle to get up but see a small Zerentheese on a bed of leaves. It spoke with a feminine child voice.
"Eeek, human! Zha-Malo will chase you out!"
The little Zerentheese girl throws various grubs and bugs at you, while you swat them away with ease. You try and climb up back to the attic but she follows you carrying a small barbed knife.
"Zha-Nol will be proud of Zha-Malo for capturing and gutting a human!"
Again with the gutting. She leaps at you and gets her knife stuck in the vines. You turn back to strike back, child or not, but notice Zha-Malo is starting to cry and sobbing in her native tongue.

Great... a crying child, possibly a child of your host crying right in front of you. This could look real bad...
"I admire your tenacity little Gut-Render and I mean you no harm. I am sure one day you will grow up and be the finest gallbladder harvester of your tribe."

If we have the physical strength from our weedy, pasty arms pull out the knife from the vines and return it to her.

"My name is Philip Seymour Hoffman, and I am here as a guest-prisoner of Zha-Nol as he goes to hunt, tell me more about your people and their clear affinity for disembowelment and susceptibility to ringworm infections and in return I shall tell you about how the Secret Large-scale Atmospheric Program or "contrails" from aircraft are influencing voters."
Zha-Malo giggles.
"You humans talk funny. I will tell you about our tribe!"
She cleanly takes the knife out of the vine and walks around the attic. What was the point of the crying then?
"Our tribe decided to not join the other tribes in joining with humanity. We felt that they were meanies trying to take away our culture and warrior nature. We isolated ourselves from them because their new homes were too shiny and destroyed too much of the trees of our home. Any time a human strays too close we gut them, for their entrails are yummy."
Speaking of meat and yummy you feel hungry again.
"But with the Eriguaydes that stalk around stealing people's bodies we forgot about our distrust of humans, hence why you are probably not hanging from our homestead's roof"
Lucky you
"Zha-Nol, my Gunja is the best hunter of Eriguaydes and humans alike! Zha-Malo want to be Zha-Nol when Zha-Malo grows up."
She starts swinging her little dagger around wildly in the air, almost cutting you a few times. Cute.
"Zha-Nol says that one day we are going to take back our homes and make a true Zerentheese empire. Now, you are a stinky human so you'd probably be biased but do you think we'll be able to do it?"
I think with the military-industrial complex pulling all the strings straight down from the global economy to gamergirl bath water, you have a massive challenge ahead of you.

But grassroots movements are all the rage now, and you have plenty of grass. By getting your message out there I think you'd find the support you need with spreading the stories about the afflictions your people suffer, grabbing some celebrity attention and the occasional controlled opposition news reporter that you can eat when no one is looking.
Once you capture that sympathy, even the gutting can become popular and with it, the Zerentheese media empire to peddle your own version of the news.

>Archive: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?searchall=beyond+that+blue
>Discord: https://discord.gg/D2QGKxBd87

>‘You’re meeting up with Commander Tague? Must be serious.’

‘Well, not directly,’ Belfast sighs, shifting herself slightly to the left to avoid the river of human beings from continuously bumping into her. ‘The JOC called in some misplaced time-tables and they need someone with clearance to verify the situation. It just so happens that the tossers that were supposed to put this in for the JOC to have on their marks for the day haven’t filed in the changes required … or that they have and are just taking the afternoon off for a sneak in on the festivities. It’s not as if it’s an abnormality … but administration and bureaucracy doesn’t care for deviations from protocol being marked down as acceptable incidents.’

Bismarck giggles behind a closed fist. You wear a frown, not quite getting the humor yourself.

Well, this is as far I can go with you lot,’ she lets out, putting her phone away and wheeling around to depart. ‘As much as I’d like to lean in for the graduation ceremony and parade, I believe it would be healthier for Akashi’s sanity if I sorted this confusion out before one of the marine commanders launch themselves into another complaint about us sticking pencils in their hair necks.

Bismarck snorts in amusement.

You’re not sure that you understand the sense of humor of the Ironblood, but …

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>>‘Yeah, I’m … or rather … you know what? We are kinda sorta odd, aren’t we? The both … the three of us …’
>‘Yeah, I’m … or rather … you know what? We are kinda sorta odd, aren’t we? The both … the three of us …’
>‘It’s not a requirement to be liked, but it helps.’
>>‘Well, to be absolutely fair, Shipgirl-Human relations are pretty, uh … outside the scope of typical functions, I guess?’
Mech is currently dying in school studying for midterms, please wait warmly

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OH SHIT NIGGER(s) it's an adventure about being knights n shit.

4 knights are sent on a glorious quest to bring home the glorious glory for their glorious kingdom and therefore glorifying their glorious exploits.

Each knight needs at least 1 player to be the voices in their head to tell them what to do n shit.

Just name yourself Knight 1 or Knight 2 or Knight 3 or Knight 4 to identify which team you're going with.
Need at least 1 player for each dude
So we can move on to picking classes and actual team naming.

Previous threads:
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I like your hat, can I have one?
Rolled 12 (1d100)

Enough games
Manly dice roll
Get ready for 12 more hours
where's OP at
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My internet hates me. Finally got the post through:


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You’re STANLEY PARBLE: a girl with a weird name and an even weirder tale: after a centuries-old lich woke up during your graveyard shift at the GOOD BOY DOGGIE BONE factory, your simple life of janitorial work became a bit more… Complicated.

Sure, you became pals with your now-sentient skeleton (you named him LY) AND gained some nifty SUPER POWERS from eating MAGICAL BONE MARROW, but that doesn’t change the fact that your hometown of CLEARWATER, CALIFORNIA is overrun by HOMICIDAL SKELETONS Even worse, the guy in charge is dead-set on taking over the rest of the world while he’s at it! Not cool!

After taking several years ‘off’, you finally made the time to visit the local college: CLEARWATER UNIVERSITY. Before you could tour the campus, however, you and your pals came across the local survivors and a band of cutthroat SKELETON PIRATES-- the latter trying to kill you in a grandiose sporting event, the former having some history with a few of your pals. You didn’t just leave with a bitter taste in your mouth, however--a professor of the occult and the ringleader of the local SKELETON PIRATE cell pointed you in the direction of CLEARWATER’S FAVORITE TOURIST ATTRACTION: THE WAILING CAVERNS-- a network of sea caves purported to be the home of a fabled cure-all known as THE MERMAID’S TEAR.

Word on the street is that CAPTAIN ‘RED EYE’ MENDOZA, the pirate king and your next target, sent a team into the tunnels to retrieve the artifact. Normally you wouldn’t bother, but the bony buccaneer has grown paranoid from your successful hits on the other lieutenants--anyone trying to board his vessel will, according to your intel, be dragged into the depths by a SEA DEMON summoned by Mendoza’s devilishly-devious master. That tear, it seems, is your ticket.

Imagine your surprise, then, when your trip to the caves resulted in the discovery of an undersea civilization of MERMAIDS! Uncomfortably cheery and unquestionably subservient to an entity known only as THE DEEP MOTHER, an invitation to look around their city went sour when you were summoned to said Mother’s lair. The reason? Apparently you and your pals are ‘on trial’. It’s always something, isn’t it? Regardless of the outcome, THIS is where your story continues…

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Fuck Boris.

That is all.
Whooo! Thanks for running as alway Bones, this certainly was a ride.
thanks for running, things are getting pretty interesting now
I mean... You can TRY... Not sure Stan would be too excited about it, though.

Glad you err, rode along! It's been fun writing it with you guys!

Here's hoping it gets interesting-er! Thanks for READING!
If anyone's still here, time to move >>>5029984

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Last time, you had a chat with Esperanza, took Oliver out of prison, learned some interesting facts about the Orphanage of the Blue’s felonies, formed an alliance with Yareli, and got free fruit and cheese! Delicious fruit and cheese!

You really need to find a spot to hide to turn invisible so you can sneak inside the Garden Shop to aid Yareli in her investigation without her knowing! Making sure she’s fine and all. There shouldn’t be any more strangely friendly shop vendors ready to give you free stuff so they can earn your loyalty, right? You mean, everyone is giving you a warm welcome, so it’s unnecessary at this point!

You’re more or less near the Marketplace’s exit where you find a convenient alley and no inconvenient people!

As you approach the alley, you feel like you’re carrying less weight than before. That’s odd. There is no way that’s possible, no matter how much some of the girls you know wish it was. But that’s not the kind of weight you’re thinking of…

Now you realize a bag snatcher has snatched your bag full of cheese and fruity goodness! The criminal is running away! Your hard-earned supplies are all gone thanks to this skulking evildoer unless you do something!

You wonder why Philonune didn’t say anything. He’s usually alert… Wait, he’s helping Naiad with something.

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Well, now I'm sad...

Thanks for running anyway!
Well Chewnette's a bit of a dumbass to think that someone uninvolved in such a ring could get access to government documents about it, but I guess you take any lead you can get when you're desperate.
But why does Ophelia have to have a rack like that along with her evil overlord vibes! Why do good things happen to bad people...
We must seduce her to the side of good.
Look man, we have to be practical here so let's just settle for a punishment dicking

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The year is 49 PC (Post Conflict). You are a citizen of the United Republic of Feltrum living in the capital city of Union. You benefit from the many benefits of living in one of the wealthiest and most advanced societies in the world. Enriched Aetherium powered Magi-tech has taken your kingdom from the dark ages to something much more modern over the course of only a few decades. Automobiles have made exploration and travel across the continent much easier and the introduction of Alcheceuticals has greatly increased the mortality rate of the average citizen. The quality of life for the average citizen has gone up and it is now hard to believe that only a semi-centennial divides you and the average man from the words peasant and serf. However, just because the Conflict that tore the land apart nearly half a century ago is over does not mean everything is peaceful.

The creation of a middle class has not erased the difference between the haves and the have-nots enough to remove poverty or its symptom, crime, from society. Not only that, but the many vestiges of the once powerful, but still violent and cruel, Royal and Noble classes sit in the crevices of this city. Waiting to take back what they think is theirs. Far to the east sits the violent wasteland of Faerie Country. An irradiated reminder of the Conflict’s final battle from which the Nation harnesses the enriched aetherium it needs to make all its magi-tech function. However those who remain unprotected in this field of dimensional bleed and raw aether too long can become mutated abominations which attack anyone near and halt the mining operations within the borders of the field. Then of course there are the more mundane threats which plague every township. Goblin raids, wild forest sprites, and every once in a while the odd dragon does come and attempt to steal away entire banks to fill their hoard.
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>Listen to your favorite radio serials?
Any drama? Or interesting news?
>>Attempt to exercise for the first time in years?
>Have a nervous fit about being unprepared to do this?
>Familiarize with weapon

I cast gun(s)
>the introduction of Alcheceuticals has greatly increased the mortality rate of the average citizen.
Why am I not surprised by this?

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 51 million, and close friend and confidant of Lord Freeza himself, Karn has become his people’s greatest champion.

Character sheets and other info:
NEW: https://controlc.com/46ec566d

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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That’s a really, Really roundabout way to say invulnerability.
And the regen is the only ability I knew it had, thanks to Zero
Cartoon Network had the best original shows for years. Samurai Jack, KND, Titans, hell even the wierd ones were always fun.
Oh yeah, before I forget GD
I probably won't be able to make most of the thread today or tomorrow because of work. I apologize in advance.
SOON indeed.
And it’s all good, irl obligations come before online fun
Thank you for your understanding.
It's the first job I've had in close to two years, so I'm looking to make a good impression right now.
It’s time: >>5014596

In this quest you play as Wade Wakeman, a 17 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 the gang intercepted a crime report, detailing the escape of Blast Shadow, as well as several other super-powered criminals, from a Time-Out containment facility. Reportedly, they escaped into Bellwood's expansive subway tunnels, prompting the group to head down after them. But little did they know, there were things far more dangerous than metahumans stalking these tunnels!

Most dice rolls will be 1d100. Modifiers will be added depending on the situation or on the alien being used(Usually +10 or -10). Crit successes and crit fails apply. Crit fails can be overridden by crit successes, but crit failures cannot override crit successes.

How to Roll:
To roll dice, type “dice+1d100” in the options field without the quotations. To roll dice with positive modifiers, type “dice+1d100+modifier number” in the options field without quotations, and with an actual modifier number. To roll dice with negative modifiers, type “dice+1d100+-modifier number” in the options field without quotations, and with an actual modifier number.

Aliens Unlocked:

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Good to know. Thanks for the reminder. I really need to update those pastebins.
Despite her attempts to sabotage this wedding, you get the vague feeling that she isn’t a bad kid. You fly closer to the ground, and in a flash of golden light, you return to your human form.

“I hope your parents taught you better than this. I’d hate to learn that I end up becoming an intergalactic pastry thief in the future.” you said, with mock exasperation.

The girl giggled, and her expression visibly softened.

You smile, straighten your tux and smooth your hair with a hand. “Did you come here alone?”

She shook her head. “No. My friend Marcy came with me.”

“Who’s Marcy?” you asked as you examined your surroundings. And that’s when you noticed the red laser that had been focused on your back. Now that you were turned around, it was more or less aimed in the middle of your chest, which was just as bad.

Resisting the immediate urge to dive for cover, you traced the laser’s path to a nearby tree outside the clearing. And crouched atop a forked branch, peeking outside the lace of leaves, was a young girl holding a particle rifle that was far too big for her.

“That’s Marcy…” the blue girl squeaked. Then, she cupped her hands and shouted at the girl. “Put the gun down!”

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She must have felt it too, because her head whipped around just as fast. You dove for the tray, bringing Corrina down with you. Marcy moved the moment her friend did, and she dropped down right on top of you, leaving all three of you in a crumpled heap, with Marcy sitting on your back triumphantly. Her facial expression didn’t change in the slightest, though.

But you weren’t focused on that. Nor were you particularly concerned about Corrina’s elbow digging into your ribs. Not when Jess-E’s wedding cake was lying on the ground, completely ruined!

And it wasn’t just smudged or dented, either. The damage that was done to this cake was irreparable. Beyond salvaging. Except for the fancy little decoration on top.

“Wade!? I heard a noise and-!”

K8-E sped into view before you even had a moment to register her presence, and the first thing she saw was you lying on the ground with two young girls sprawled out on top of you.

The expression on her face wasn’t quite “shock”, but was much closer to “irritation”. You winced and struggled to your feet. The girls on your back did the same.

“K8, I…” you said, trailing off when you noticed where she’d been looking. Her mouth gaped, and her eyes went wide with shock.

“The...the cake! What has happened!?” she shrieked, covering her mouth with her hands as she stared in horror.

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>Round up all of the magic users in the area and see if they might know a spell to reverse this!
>Get the recipe from K8-E and see if you can recreate it with the help of your friends.
>Round up all of the magic users in the area and see if they might know a spell to reverse this!

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You hardly thought that you’d get involved with an assault case at home in the Intersection. Doing this kind of stuff isn’t your wheelhouse, and more to the point, The Intersection isn’t home to much fighting that isn’t accidental or unsanctioned. But this case has threated both your payday, and your sanity, if worst comes to worst. DEFINITELY not something you want to have happen.

Which is why you’d been particularly cooperative with the Authorized Investigator, Alired, and his ninja catwoman partner, Emi. If they so deem it...a Tribunal is in your future. And so here you are, facing down one of the suspects in this case now- Platty, one of the assistants and technicians here close to Leona. With Alired leading the statements after you’d pried a bit of information from him yourself, you’re waiting for him to crack. And as nervous as he is, it should be any moment now…


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MGFH Spreadsheet: https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1H43OFoxE9QyMgIqBg_YdPO7IPn7_ES6iST7Xnv9Ou7Q/edit#gid=0
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>Laboratory Area - Blank Room

Since Cylica's last incident involved her needing to do private testing with a dangerous sample, I feel this is useful both to prevent that sort of thing from happening again, while giving her less reasons to ever do lab stuff elsewhere, and make future testing of more exotic things less risky overall.
Changing to

>Ranged Combat Training Area
>Laboratory Area - Blank Room

Who not both?

190 Large, but with everyone chipping in and HQ's bank we can certainly afford it. Cylica better take the team out for a meal for this.
Right. 130 from HQ + 20 from the nerds, that leaves 40 for others to deal with.
Supporting >>5028400 and >>5028420
New thread!

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We play as Percival Williams, a socially awkward Pokémaniac with a knack for communicating with Pokémon.
He’s currently on his journey across the Aztlan region while aiming to become a Professional Trainer and has become tangled up in various sketchy businesses and situations regarding shady corporations, armed revolutionaries, psychics, giant Pokémon rulers, and dumb teenager stuff.

Your team so far consists of:
Vulpix (Alolan)
“Prince” (Elekid)
"Shinji" the Espurr (temporarily)

Traveling partners:
-Kadabra: A teleporting friend.
-Eli: A punkish girl who aims to be the next regional Pokémon champion
-Gareth: 20 something college dropout who’s starting his Journey a bit too late

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Sorry anons, no update till Friday night 9 pm MDT
Currently cramming for an exam
Ok. Good luck on your exams QM.
Good luck on your test, Medicore.
Good luck QM
New Thread.

>>5024441 (Then go with your team)
>>5024806 (Then talk to Kali)
>>5024898 (Small one on ones with everyone)
>Laugh. It's absurd how many friends you've made these past few weeks when you had none before.
>Having so many people care for you feels nice. Let’s just stay here for a bit.


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There are many metaphors for the nature of existence but the best is this. The universe is best thought of as a soapy baththub: the bubbles are the worlds, the water is the void between them, and the gods are the suds that fill the bubbles, make them interesting, and sooner or later make them pop. Right now existence is going down the drain and more bubbles are popping than are getting made but that isn't any concern for you. Yes, YOU reading this.

A new bubble has been made and YOU are one of the gods involved.

Unfortunately there's only so much godly energy to share.

Unless this is one of the most pacifistic pantheons possible it's going to get violent.

If YOU want to participate in this fill out a sheet. Doesn't have to be complicated. Everyone is getting in on the first round. Staying in will take a combination of luck, skill, and finesse.

>Name: What you want to be known by. This is not final.
>Aesthetic: What you choose to look like. This is not final.
>Goals: What you want to do with the bubble. Can include a backstory if you want to. This is not final.
>Spheres: Two parts of reality you have influence over. These can be anything. If you restrict yourself to one you get a major early game bonus. This is final but there are ways to get more.
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been doing the same for like a week; the quest was really cool to watch while it ran
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A scrap of paper falls from the sky. It reads "Kill the cat."
I did try, to be fair.

Shame I couldn’t get it done in time before the game ended though

The biggest question is.... raw or cooked?
God of night walks i see.

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Your name is (Whatever your name is), and some way or another, you've discovered the egg of a digital creature! If you choose to accept it, it'll become your duty to raise the little creature within, attend to its needs, and raise it into a prime adult specimen. And eventually, you'll be able to take it to the GRAND TOURNAMENT, and pit it against the champions that other Anons have raised. But be warned! Taking care of a virtual pet is a bit of a time commitment. Treat it well, and it'll grow up just fine. But neglect it too much, and it may evolve sloppy, or even die of starvation or disease.

Heya. Welcome to Virtual Pet Quest. This is a quest based on the process of raising a Tamagotchi, Digimon, or some other kind of virtual pet. Rather than raising one communal creature, I'll open it up to only a small group, and you can get your own personalised creature. I can't take too many players, because I'll be making sprites, events, evolutions, and all that, so maybe the most I could do is 8 players. Basically, once the egg hatches, you guys will be able to interact with your little creature, feed it, keep it healthy, etc. Over time, it'll need food or cleaning, and I'll post in the thread with such updates.

>Rules & How it works:
-Use a secure Tripcode (Name##Password) to mark yourself as the owner of your pet.

-I'm in GMT +8 time zone, so active hours will be relative to a waking day in that time zone. Relevant since you'll need to report in to clean and feed your creature. Leaving it unattended for 9 hours after the post will count as a care mistake for the creature, which will have negative effects. So you might get screwed over just because of time zones and sleep.

-Your pet will eventually develop a sort of personality, depending on your treatment of it. It'll evolve further, go on adventures and be able to battle others through a dice system that I'm still working out.

-I'm still working out the system as I go, so I'm sorry if things get sloppy or take a while.

>How to begin:
Get the egg sprite. Use the 32x32 resolution version, and draw on it. Your etchings will determine the appearance of your starting creature. Furthermore, choose a single word (Like 'Fire', 'Dragon', 'Plant', 'Astronaut', 'Boxer') to add on to the description. Please don't draw on the big version, upscale the 32x32 after to make it easier to see. And don't choose a word that's too weird to make something reasonable. I'm gonna be working hard on making passable sprites and pixel art, so I don't want to have to come up with something for a creature whose prompt is 'anus' or something.

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>Justimon, not my favorite but still cool and makes sense given Helmsbuck desire to fight viruses
Thanks for the quest anyway OP, I had fun, it's nice to encounter new experimental adventures
Whens next egg quest anon
Probably when someone else makes it?
(YOU) could try yo make it if you want

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Centuries had passed since the world had ended, its once vibrant landmasses made into the pale wastes your people now wandered. Things were changing however and just a generation ago your people had stumbled upon a fragment of that old world, or perhaps a seed of a new one…

>Pick a Race [Any Race works, but If I can’t learn about it after a bit of searching please provide some backstory of your own]
>Pick a Place [This place is created magically in a vast wasteland so feel free to go into detail on it if you want]

>I’ll give it an hour if there is a post by then we’ll go with that.
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Totally, but if the QM want to overhaul the quest to make it less stressful, I don't mind to be honest.
Just wanting to test some things out and see what feels good. I was trying to work some "order" system in so your actions would have "consequences" but it needs more work> I'll throw up a loot tax on the next issue board.
>Expenses: 11 Stones a turn
>Income: 7 Stones a turn

Okay. Having multiple actions per turn is costly, but should be worth it. We'll be able to get a lot more done. Still, we need more income.

>Capitalized Issues can only be done by Personnel
>The only capitalized issue is Patrol
>b and g are defined groups
>most actions are tagged s or l

bruh you really didn't want us to have personnel, huh

Okay. Have the Bureaucrats conduct a Survey and the Guardians Patrol, I guess. And then for OUR action, let's, I don't fucking know, Investigate Odd Contraptions I guess.
I really should have [Write in] as an option, I'll be quite honest the guardians are likely going to be tied into the order system I'm think about and outside that I'm not sure what else they can do just yet. Feel free to write in an option and assign personnel to them
Can you tell us more about guardians? Where do they come from and is it possible to find more?

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