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At your stomping ground Club Moss, you stand shamelessly day-drinking by a window. The scotch swirling around in your gut is not enough to distract from this maelstrom of thoughts and memories that threatens to pull you under.

Your name is Haru Chun. Some may have known you by your alias Revenant, but most of them aren’t around anymore. You hope. At some point in your past, you called yourself a magical girl. Life was full to bursting of monster battles and supernatural feats and hope against all odds. Still is, but after a workplace injury, you‘ve had difficulty transforming. You might just be okay with that.

“Haru? Is that you?” You hear the voice of someone who clearly knows who she’s looking at. “You look terrible.”
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The specter flees at the sound of your frenzied bellowing. You want to pursue it, oh, you do, but your heart doesn’t seem to be in it.

“Calm down!” says Ami through her teeth. “I have no idea what that is! That’s what I’m trying to find out!”

“Haruuuuu! Hello!” shouts Leon, waving to the two of you.
>Wave to Leon
>Demand Ami explain everything

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The rambunctious sounds of a spaceship losing any semblance of structure is not something you'll miss.

Tied to your single person escape pod, you are launched away from the frigate which held the mercenary company you had been working with for the past few years. There are some you'll miss and some others you won't, but right now, all that mattered was what below.

A hostile green planet which had been depopulated millenia prior to this. It's got all types of climates and according to cantina chitchat, it's got Archeotech somewhere, maybe. Lord knows what awaits you down there, but it's likely not going to be a walk in the park.

You take a moment to think of your gear as the escape pod approaches atmosphere. For weapons: an assault rifle, some mags for it, along with a pistol and another bunch of mags for it. Oh, and a good knife too. A Crafter device, a radio, a portable all-rounder scanner, a backpack with a buncha rations, cutlery and camping gear and some medicine. And as for armor, you got a composite battle armor, though you'll wager a good set of clothes will be preferable.

And yourself? Well you are capable of a feat, in this merc company you were...
>A mechanic. [Gain: Techie]
>A grade A shooter. [Gain: Marksman]
>A medic. [Gain: Medic]
>A scout. [Gain: Forager]


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>>Fuck it. Try to break through with the Crafter.
Nothing ventured, nothing gained.
Rolled 59 (1d100)

Rolled 42 (1d100)

QM probably flaked. No point in rolling now lads.

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Can you figure out and stop the imposter before everyone dies? (Will update a minimum of once a week and won't follow game logic exactly)
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Si retardado, cromosomatico, lame culos, chupa pijas, si no te gusta te podes ir bien a la mierda entendes?
ingles por favor, esto no es /int/
Shut faggot suck my fucking cock i fucked your mom kid
mi no speak illegal borrito
I have almost no idea how this game works.
. Might as well go watch some 20th century horror flicks with everyone and get something to eat while waiting for power to get back on. We have enough battery power in our computer/tablet to watch a few before power is restored.
It doesn't, because OP left.

but really, the crew attempts to do tasks, and impostors attempt to kill the crew.

The crew's only method of defense is meetings, in which they chuck a voted upon crewmember out of the airlock. Either an emergency meeting, or whenever someone reports a body.

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You are Billy Clark, a 23-year-old NEET. You live with your mom in your childhood bedroom.

Mostly, you stay inside alone, your mom is often out of the house and you keep yourself entertained online.

But sometimes you walk to the 7-Eleven two blocks down, and one year ago, that's where you met her. Your oneitis. A beautiful girl, short and slim, with glasses and curly dark hair. She had started working there as a cashier. And she said hello to you. She smiled! Soon you were coming back every day just to buy a bag of chips from her.

But nothing ever happened, until now.

Earlier tonight on a defunct gaming forum you came across an link to a website called "Love Magic".

The site is a single webpage that looks like it's from the 90's, with blue letters on a pink background and a text submission box.

"Write a description of the person and something of your own you're willing to give up," it reads. "The more you give, the more you get. Effects may be unpredictable, use at your own risk."

What the hell, you think, it's worth a shot. You fill out the form.

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Puedes decirle a tu mama lo que te pasa. Aunque puede que ella te lleve a un doctor y luego terminen experimentando con voz
Let's see if we can live on protein shakes.
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You decide to try drinking instead of eating. You say you'll eat your dinner later and wait until you have the kitchen to yourself.
Once you do, you begin to prepare your KFCmoothie. After carefully cutting the bones from the meat, you fill the blender full of chicken, fries, and soda.


The meal becomes a homogenous light brown paste. You take a sip. It's terrible. The flavors have muddled beyond recognition, leaving only a dull over-salted pudding. Still, you force it down, driven partly by hunger and partly by the grim satisfaction of getting to have your KFC anyway.

Satisfied, you rinse the residual paste out of the blender and head to bed.

You wake up the next day feeling okay. It's around noon. Your mom left hours ago, so you're again home by yourself. You'd been half-hoping to wake up again without your new """powers""", but everything is still in effect.

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Give up our weakness, that is to say, our ability to be weak or satisfied with being anything but the strongest we can.
Go out and see if it using something from someone else works too (or even giving someone). We have the phone with us and the link of the site in it. So we can write what we want to give

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You are trying to go to the strip club, but the door is too high up.

You're standing in a field lit by lightbulb sprouts.

There is a sword stuck in the ground.

There is an apple tree with a bag under it.

There is a mushroom.

The stars are hanging unusually low in the sky today, you could almost jump for one.
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>Go into the cave
>bring stars into cave
>Eat mushroom
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The lowest star in the sky is just within your reach. You grab it and toss it down into the cave, where it emits a soft light. Now you can see where you're going. You slide down into the hole, where someone else is approaching the newly-introduced light.

You have met Gork, the Goblin Wizard. He appreciates you bringing him such a nice reading light, so he offers to help you with spells. Magic ingredients, unfortunately can be quite expensive.

[You can pay Gork gold to alter minor features of the world.]

Gork is here to study a strange monument covered in ancient glyphs. He has been unable to decipher them so far, but suspects the monument to hold great power.
>Give the green jew some coins
>Ask him to move the strip club door downwards

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The year is 1868, and as the red strings of fate begin to draw two souls together and tie them as brothers and deadly enemies, the uncaring hand of fate begins to weave the tapestry of life and destiny. Where once there was nothing, besides a lifeless child born and the tragedy that brings, forces beyond the understanding of man brings breathes a spark of life into the womb. A birth outside of destiny, a life outside of fate, an anomaly in the timeline is created. Safe from the wind and rain, an infant cries out into the night, held in their mother's arms, unaware of the great blessing passed down onto them and the power they hold to change the fate of the world itself.

But, what fate has the fateless found themselves born into? What child was created where there once was nothing but a still corpse. What name is given to them, and what will they grow to be someday, through the turmoil of childhood and life, and perhaps a blood stained tragedy set about by greed and an old mask? Who will be the first of a new line, the source of which this bloody stream shall begin.

Who are you to be? And what fate do you find yourself born into?

1:Charles Chesterfield: The Heir to a minor fortune and a blueblooded gentleman, if something of a dandy. He has good mind and charming manner
Stats:STR: 1, DEX 2, CON 0, INT 5, WIS 3, CHA 4
1st Special trait:Peacock: Charles has a certain flair and swagger. He stands out, and knows how to draw attention, However this isn't always...helpful
2:Anna Anderton: The 2nd daughter to a historied line, she is supposed to be a lady, but in her blood, a wild flame burns. hardy as a horse, but not so bright
Stats: Str: 3, Dex 4, CON 5, INT 0, WIS 1, CHA 2
1st Special trait:Burning Blood: Anna is near impossible to demoralize and break, and has seemingly endless energy. But is quick to anger...very quick
3:Harold Hales: An Orphan turned Thug. Given nothing, he's lived by his fists and sheer stubbornness. A survivor through and through

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>[] Tell him you know how that feels.
>[] Tell him he's luck he has a "brother" like Jojo, Your sister isn't anything like you.
Letting you guys know, I'm heading off to bed now. I may be a bit slower with the updates tomorrow, since one of my teeth has started bothering me a bit in like the last hour or so. it might stop by then, but I felt I should warn you guys just in case.

As usual, I'll tally up the votes when I wake up, post the update then, and put a link in the general thread.
>Tell him you know how that feels.
Anna wouldn't want to imply that he's lucky after knowing his father recently died.
on second thought, yeah probably will just go with just this then.
>[] Tell him you know how that feels.
>[] Tell him you know how that feels.

You’re the hero of the land of Khegend and more importantly, the one and only MC. You’ve fought terrifying beasts, traveled the land, and plundered countless dungeons. What sort of radical adventures will you choose to partake in today?

What’s on the agenda today?

>Find your pet/friend Err’oh

>Deliver the generator to Dr. Quartz

>Go on a date with the Queen

Also, what is your name?

>Write in
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Ask for his/her name.
“What aliens?”

“The ones that are invading that beach attraction right now. FYI, time doesn’t stop while you’re here and neither do you, but that’s another matter entirely.”

This statement brings up several questions but you have a job to do. “In that case I’d better get going. What’s your name by the way?” You ask, turning to face the wall of light.

“Call me Auth.” The voice answers as the landscape begins to shift.

You suddenly find yourself back on the beach a large spaceship hover overhead. The Bar and Grill is in flames and dozens of creatures of all shapes and sizes are fleeing the scene.

“Bob! What happened?” Queen Ava yells over the sounds of screaming and explosions.

“I think I made a new friend.” You respond as you adjust your cap. “I’ll explain later.”

Standing up, you down the remainder of your two drinks and quickly think up a plan as you look up at the approaching UFO.

What’s the plan of attack?

>Write in
Jump up and throw spaceship into fire
Shoot the ship with our sword.

Sorry about the late start this evening gents, things have been... sort of odd today, haha. Nothing bad, just strange- and unfortunately, time-consuming. Think we're good now though. Hope so, anyway! Old friends can be strange to catch up with when you haven't talked in years.

Anyway, archive here: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Strike%20Witches%202016

And discord here: https://discord.gg/j59TJs

And I think that's it!


Trusting your judgement- that Wendy was no moderating influence on Kyou, and that you had to separate the two of them from Merlin and that doctor- you've returned to quarters. Kyou pouted a little- though you doubt any but you or Wendy would have noticed it. Not that you can't sympathize a little. There's not much for you to do here, afterall, and you're not technically on leave, either. It's one of the bizarre quirks of the Wyvern squadron- while all crews have long periods of complex overhaul and maintenance time built into their deployment schedules, and doubly so for you as a dedicated combat test crew, you're also expected to be able to do whatever the navy needs you to at the drop of a hat- or within forty eight hours of them telling you where to go.

Even in cases like this- where Muninn's forward fuselage is being supported by a massive cradle apparatus as they effectively gut the lower half of the forward fuselage in order to mount the monstrous Yellowstone cannon, you're not on leave. Instead you're expected, in this case, to be available as an 'extra' pilot, available to fly around VIPs or anyone the navy or base commander is trying to impress in a trainer. Trainers are, you're told, the exception to the usual rule about MIU pilots- especially since you do have more then a little time behind the controls of the red hawk- and there's two of those here, their white and red paint hardly standing out against Muninn's chrome coloration.

You're watching something on CNN- which seems to waffle back and forth between the war in Korea and the upcoming election, most of their coverage on the second front a nonstop litany of the various outrageous sayings and doings of the republican candidate. You're not much a fan of the man, but you're not a big fan of his opponent either, and silently you're almost glad you're kind of beyond them anyway- even if the budget of the wyvern program is slashed, you're effectively set already.

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Thanks for another run!

Any chance we can get a cheat sheet on the Bishop clan? I can't be the only one having trouble remembering who goes with which previous waifu.
lol, sure.

Ice's kids are Anastasia and Christina
Slider's are the sneks- Cass, Lindsay, Samantha, Rebecca, and Ashley
Katya's daughter is Tatyana

Then of course there's Morgan and the three adoptees- Stasya, Liliya, and Natalya.

Mega Slav Genes
Thanks for the run!
Awesome. Much obliged.

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>What is this?
There is a godmodder planning the end of the universe, you should probably do something about that.

1 One attack/action between GM posts
2 Actions/attacks can be charged, which is an action itself
3 Minions are a thing for both sides
4 Don't Expect 99% of your attacks to work
5 Be creative
6 the same attack will not work twice

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I release my Schmove! With a few twirls I swing a barrage of Chanclas from my mallet space at the Godmodder! They leave a whistle with the wind that can be heard from all directions.
I suplex the GM, in an attempt to channel the power of Pro wrestling. If I fail, it means that they're just hyping him up for a fail, if I succeed, I succeed.
Summon One of Glockhur's most powerful Disciples:
>pass around cocaine to everyone except GM, supercharging their speed and reflexes for 1 turn.
aw shit shadman and glockthur on cocaine
shit bout to get crazy

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Yes, good, lovely. Trying to get Lockstones.

Lockstone is behind big hydra.

You are feeling REALLY REALLY GOOD RIGHT NOW thanks to Synthetic Seither Pills.

The thing to do is obvious. This’ll be fun.

The creature roars. It’s loud. Also different colors- blue, yellow, orange. Amazing. But you can tell. It’s slow. So DAMN SLOW.

There’s so many things you can do. So many things.



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looks that we're still pretty sore
I'm glad it's not the roll for learning new stuffs from the book/improving Flux Bubble. Looks like this is just a jog before bed.
It might be something unrelated, like an offscreen event.
hmmm, that as well. i wonder what or who we found. hopefully potential targets to use our minions on.
>With that, you stand up- you need a walk around to work your muscles back into order,
Yep, looks like a random encounter roll. Our morning jog either just got mediocrely interrupted, or nothing happened at all.

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Wealth, fame, power. Gold Roger the king of the pirates obtained this and everything else the world had to offer. And his dying words drove countless souls to the seas.
"You want my treasure? You can have it! I left everything I gathered together in one place. Now you just have to find it!"
These words lured men to the grand line, pursuing dreams greater than they ever dared to imagine. This is the time known as the great pirate era. It is within this era that an unassuming little boat washed ashore on Coconut Island of the West Blue and where our tale begins.

Green. You haven't seen anything but blue for quite a while now so the new color manages to excite you quite a bit. Not wasting any time you aim for the beach and jump out in order to pull your boat onto dry land. But as you happily tug and heave at the rope you are stopped by a pair of friendly men approaching you.
"HEY! You there. Boy. What are you doing?"
The men are wearing matching white outfits and caps with seagulls on them. They look remarkably silly.

"I'm docking?"

"No. You're beaching. Docking is done in the water. Are you trying to skip out on the docking fees?"

"No mister. I didn't know I have to pay to dock."

"Well everybody does. Even if you're beaching your boat. So do you want to buy a permit or shall we confiscate your boat now?"

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Have a good one Spooky
good night and Thanks for running.
Good night spooks, thanks for the run.
Thanks for the run Spooks. I’m really enjoying reading this quest so far. Keep up the great work :D
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I shall keep trying

While that's technically true there is also the fact that Marcella is kinda the reason why the town went to shit in her opinion. So taking her along right now may have caused some tension

I have some ideas that have her as a centerpiece so there's a high chance of her returning later with some upgrades. Either that or I find a surrogate

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You are Ushi Walker, the half-japanese/half-american wielder of the mighty quirk “Everything is Bigger in Texas", one of U.A. High's top first-year students, and currently a visitor at the Yaoyorozu household, along with four of your friends.

While Mina, Sero and Kaminari seem content looking around at the fancy knick-knacks that decorate the halls of the mansion, Kyoka seems to have found something especially fascinating near the floor, continuously looking down.

No one spends that long looking at the tips of their toes for no reason, you think to yourself as you take in Jiro’s bearing. Not for a good reason anyway.

So as you all follow Yaomama’s lead down the hall, you make sure to slow down and let Mina and Sero take the front so you can walk on Kyoka's left. Denki seemingly does the same from the right.

Denki looks at you over Kyoka's head with a bit of surprise, but flashes you a kind smile and nods at her. He may not be the sharpest tool in the shed but he is sharper than most at understanding people. Enough to not to irk you like Mineta when talking about you and now picking up Kyoka's somber mood even with the mansion's myriad of novelties to distract him.

>"So… What's so cool about the floor?" He asks Kyoka with a cheeky smile, getting her to look at him and making her sullen expression twist and vanish. Replaced with annoyance as marked by her rolling eyes.

>"Just shut up." She immediately snaps then realizes her over reaction. "...Yeah. I'm just taking in the sights, floor included."

>"Well it's marble, right? Of course it's cool." Denki comments, tapping the floor with his heel. "Must be great now that the days are warmer… Kinda makes you wish we could stay over, right?"

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>[Cute, huh? You could tie back your hair and… "Gonna need some help to pull off a ponytail like yours, but how's this look?... Just don't ask me to wiggle them or sumthin', Ah can't control that.]
Oh i just realized what's happening Mic got a picture with Ushi in ponytail and wants to show to us!!!
>>[Wait, your ears?! You have been sure to keep them tucked away under your...in the locker room... of course.

Though, I'd like to have a different kind of comment or maybe none at all. Maybe dodging the compliment but ruminating on the ears in her head. Maybe consider the ponytail option.
Ya, I still like the "At least someone does" version of Ushi. Given recognition to the compliment but loading the sentiment for further exploration.
Calling the vote, will write when able.

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The Grail War continues, and new enemies might lurk in every shadow.

You are Shinji Makiri, Ten years ago you suddenly found yourself with the memories of a complete past life that saw this world as a fictional story due to some unprecedented form of inter-dimensional transportation. Since that day, your new composite being has been working to change the grim future laid out for you.

To that end, you have done much, involving yourself with events and situations that have shifted the future away from the one that you once would have faced and instead onto one of uncertainty and chaos.

The Fifth Holy Grail War lies ahead of you, and the challenge and danger it represents to you, the people you care for and the world itself is far greater than you could have ever predicted. Though the grail might be corrupted and the war itself might be a sham, the stakes couldn't be higher.

Archive of Paradox Reincarnator: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Fate/Paradox%20Reincarnator
General Archive: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=WhatIsAQM
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About 12:50 in the afternoon.
Wasn't it around noon?
Thanks also
Chase illya
>Chase after Illya yourself. You need to make sure that she's feeling OK after the rapid fire revelations that just occurred. It's not easy to deal with the knowledge that your entire life has basically been built on lies.
Aw shit almost missed.
>>Encourage Shirou to go after Illya. He's the only person who can properly explain things to Illya, and he's the one that she has to forgive

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>Walk out of school to hang somewhere else

You leave school and go sit by the dumpster out back. It stinks. You stink. The end.

this quest was beautiful and there should be more quests like it
The trip was amazing, now I wonder when test2 comes out
Can you repeat the question?

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Over 40,000 years ago you were sent away from Earth at near lightspeed and tasked with one of the noblest missions of all: starting a McSpacies franchise. Unfortunately things did not go as planned, and without the supply of customers you were promised upon departure, you underwent some creative and possibly illegal measures to attract customers on your own. Alongside the creation of a delivery service, your McSpacies finally started turning a profit and you finally got to share the delicious food of the 23rd century with the world of the future.

In the process of attracting customers, you effectively took over a trade port in a cook-off, poisoned an endangered creature, and incurred the wrath of the galaxy-wide fast food monolith King. In an attempt to take a break from the stress of King starting to make moves against you and to minimize the chance of the space-EPA coming after you, you went to Planet Munchie with a perpetually stoned Andromeda Land-Space Turtle. There you tripped on space mushrooms, blacked out for several days, competed in the annual Boogie Wonderland dancing competition, and then ingested a disco-based superweapon which made you ascend to the fourth dimension. In the fourth dimension you found out the dark truth behind King, crippled THE King, and encountered a planet-sized disco ball which imparted you with some of it's power.
Now the effects of the superweapon are finally clearing up, and you're once again returning to the realm of (partial) sanity and lucidity.
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You should probably get your brain checked before you do anything important. Everyone has always said that you're a little messed up, but when your employees start telling you about it then it's probably worse than usual. Still, you do have one idea before you rush off to The Doctor. You intentionally try to slur your voice as you ask The Doctor "Did this fix it?"

Instead of answering you, The Doctor freezes up and shivers. After taking a deep breath in he answers you, voice audibly trembling. "It didn't fix anything. Please, never do that again." You're about to turn around to Santa to ask him why The Doctor's so freaked out, when you see him standing much further from you than before, face pale. He's covering Dasher's ears with his hands as he warily stares at you. "I, uh... ok, I won't do that again. I'm gonna look for a doctor, see you guys later. Go do team building exercises or something."

Before you pop out, you check in on Gloop and his new friends. His new friends appear to be preaching about The Church of the Irradiated Light while Gloop wanders around making his usual noises and cleaning the place. Now that you're taking a closer look you're not sure if they're actually having a conversation or if your friendly neighborhood cult is just practicing their preaching. Well, either way Gloop doesn't seem to mind, so you can probably ignore this.

You leave in the spaceship you took from Rayleigh as you use the MilkyNet™ to look for nearby doctors. The trade port does have one, but they're only for minor procedures, and you have a hunch that brain damage will require something more... substantial. Fortunately there's a tiny clinic that's better equipped within flying distance, although it's a couple dozen light years away. You set your autopilot to go there and take a nap.

Eventually you arrive at a small building built inside the hollowed-out insides of an asteroid about as big as your spaceship. There's no docking port built in, so you don a space suit, leave the ship, and head over to the airlock. After a short delay you're let into the clinic. There's a gray-haired woman sleeping at a desk and a young man wearing a surgical mask racing around the place in an office chair. Upon spotting you the man rapidly decelerates their makeshift vehicle, crashes headfirst into a filing cabinet, and then yells towards the old woman. "Ma! There's a patient!"

The old woman jolts awake, glares at her son, and then introduces herself. "I'm Dr. Becker and that's my son, a nurse. What's your issue?" You explain your brain problem, and the woman leads you into a side room that's crammed tight with equipment. She throws a few pieces around until she finds a crude helmet with bundles of wires sticking out of it, holding it triumphantly above the piles of cluttered medical equipment. "Just put this on, prick you with this, shove on a few electrodes, and I should be able to see the problem."
A battery of painful procedures later Dr. Becker informs you that she found the problem. In her own words your Brain Damage "is astonishing" and "she has no idea what effects it could cause". Great. After one too many words about her excitement and her plans to write about it in a medical journal, you purposely slur your words and ask if that fixed your slurring. You hear a crashing noise from across the room as the nurse loses control of his office chair. Dr. Becker stares at you, horrified, and shakes her head. "No, you'll need actual treatment. I'll provide you a discount as long as I can write about your case, but it will still be rather expensive. Let me outline the options..."
>Inject some nanomachines into the odd parts of your brain and use artificial intelligence to have them adjust to the rest of your brain. You only have some minor bits decayed, so this should fix the vast majority of any problems after they've had a few days to learn. You feel somewhat uneasy about putting machines in your brain though.
>You don't really get this one but she's saying something about the blockchain and crowd-sourcing the processing power you need for the damaged parts of your brain. This will also require a small machine implant, but it won't actually control brain functions- it will bring in processing power from other sentient creature's brains and allow you to control them and fix the bits you're missing. A side effect of this treatment will be the creation of a cryptocurrency based on your brain, but you don't think this affects you.
>Let Dr. Becker put your body on life support, extract your brain temporarily, and then use a special nutrient solution to allow it to repair over a day or two while she does some manual labor. This should make your brain the same as before, or possibly a bit better, but you will have to spend a couple days as a brain in a jar.
>Let Dr. Becker put your body on life support, extract your brain temporarily, and then use a special nutrient solution to allow it to repair over a day or two while she does some manual labor. This should make your brain the same as before, or possibly a bit better, but you will have to spend a couple days as a brain in a jar.
>>Let Dr. Becker put your body on life support, extract your brain temporarily, and then use a special nutrient solution to allow it to repair over a day or two while she does some manual labor. This should make your brain the same as before, or possibly a bit better, but you will have to spend a couple days as a brain in a jar.
Just make a couple calls to let the relevant people know what's going on.
>>Let Dr. Becker put your body on life support, extract your brain temporarily, and then use a special nutrient solution to allow it to repair over a day or two while she does some manual labor. This should make your brain the same as before, or possibly a bit better, but you will have to spend a couple days as a brain in a jar.

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