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>The supposed Doom was 8 years away. Kingdom Torlund's growth had stagnated. The obligations Empire Loris imposed on Torlund sapped its energy. But the people continued to smile. While the Clans struggled, the Torlin Royal Clan grew in popularity if not power. The Old King's Death Day Rites continued annually, though they were no longer the happy affairs of the past.
>Meanwhile, the Emperor's influence and power grew at the Imperial Court, challenging his former puppeteer the Constable. The death of Rolin caused a shock to the Constable, and his power only waned since. It's only a matter of time before the inevitable power struggle at the Imperial Court.
>Odon Milly, the Princess of Torlund and its Idol-Hime, now 18 years of age, was only a few years away from the expected age of marriage. Thousands of suitors from across Telay, from Kings to squires, came to Torlund under the guise of visiting the Death Day Rites festival. Idol-Hime still felt like grieving for Rolin, but she wanted to move on. Her people's future was more important than her past.

The Story Thus Far
>They said Torlund would always lose. Torlund was once a swampy and boggy land where all the rivers of the world ended. A strategic but unappealing land, it had been invaded and subjugated by foreigners countless of times. In its current era, Torlund had already been officially annexed by Empire Loriss; it's larger southern neighbor. Through the efforts of Old King Howser, he built the waterways and drained the swamps, revealing verdant and fertile valleys where the swamps once were. The Old King suffered from the Crusting Itch, a disease he died from leaving behind only a daughter; Odon Milly.
>When war between Empire Loris and Electrias broke out, a knight from every noble family in Torlund was mustered. Milly had a relationship with Eliando Rolin, the son of the Imperial Constable. This union was supported by the Imperials but disconcerting for the Torlins, and Rolin who truly loved Milly wanted to prove he was a true Torlin. He secretly volunteered into the Torlin Regiment.
>Rolin lost his life protecting hundreds of Torlunds after the Disaster on the Bridge where only a third of the whole Torlin regiment survived. What was once a concern for her people now became sorrow. Rolin might have been the hope Torlund needed.

General
Romance of the Low Kingdom is a Passive Quest, which is something I made up because it was might first time running a quest last thread. A Passive Quest is one where the main story remains wholly unchanged but the plot can be affected via player interaction, meaning there is no voting. Generally, any player interaction that can somehow be worked into pushing the plot or developing even your own story can get included into the main story. They're basically secondary characters, though not NPCs or side characters.
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>Bano was last heard taking the Imperial Military Examination last year. He started taking his studies seriously since the Disaster on the Bridge. Ulf and Bano actually skipped last year's duel, hopefully they'll get this year's. Perhaps he's on his way back right now? Regardless, Idol-Hime's close friends decided to vet the top 3 most prospective candidates. They would come up with an "Impossible Task" for the three, Jenna, Denver, and Nunalana were sent off to collect the candidates. The first impressions of each were some scenes.
>Jenna without warning striked at Stengry with her sheathed ceremonial longblade. Whatever test personal Jenna had for everybody, it seemed like the king passed.
>Denver was amazed by the size of Hando's muscles and the prince indulged in the monkey boy. It seemed Denver enjoyed the prince's personality, or however you would make a series of deliberate posed flexing.
>Nunalana met the young Dogar, who was accompanied by his gentle parents and numerous of elder sisters. They were actually here for the Death Day Rites and were just politely waiting to be formally received by Idol-Hime.

>>5076938
Thanks dawg
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>>5077782
>Is this some swamp greeting?
This made me laugh harder than it had any right to, Stengry just got higher on the list for me.
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>>5077782
Denver's test certainly has something to recomend it.

It's the topless muscular men.
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>>5077782
This sets it. I shall wrestle with Hando, he looks like an absolute beast. Moustache on moustache action baby! And yes, in some parts of Torlund, older and experienced knights do attack each other with their sheathed weapons. It's mostly reversed for old friends and rivals and it's meant to keep you on your toes!
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>>5077782
Solid contenders we got here. As for the impossible task though...Any dragons around?

Gasket has good taste. I suppose I met the King of Morgund's family at that dinner before, it sounded like a big family.

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Another day, another dollar in this hellish corporation. But you already knew that, didn't you? You're the one running this god forsaken place. Hidden behind the cameras.

...Of course, sir. We'll play the sponsorship you want. Let's hope we don't have to hire another Administrator for a long time. You're expensive to replace.

Q-Company - "Quotas must be met. Demands must be fed. You must produce."
"A happy worker is a worker who produces. A sad worker is one who doesn't meet his quotas. Don't you want to be a happy worker? With a commission from Y-Company, we will make sure you are a productive worker.

Supplement Basic-Productivity, Compound Type #18 (Gaseous) has now been produced. Tests done on Drone-Soldiers, Drone-Humans, Drone-Dogs, Drone-Workers, Drone-Managers, Drone-Administrators, and Drone-Producers has shown an uptick of productivity by 21.2%.

This is far better than our last attempt to increase productivity. So now, we are selling such a supplement to be used at any facility. Simply add it to the ventilation and even Human-Slackers and Human-Unloyal will listen to you.

For workers who wish to work with a clearer head, we would recommend purchasing gas masks from Trusted-K-Company. One gas tank for 12 AE or similar currency, with two gas masks for free for a limited time only.

Be a productive worker this shift. Produce until you will be what is produced."


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>>5077207
Oh yea, just in case
>Send another security team down, with Beta, L, Z, and D-5UH4, just in case. Have E and S on standby to treat the wounded.

Might as well hedge our bets. They may not get there this round, but next round should be fine.
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Back in action, baby. Here we go.
I must say, Isabelle was absolutely 10/10 Kino here. Solemnly leading the charge, protecting those behind her--fuck yeah, man.
Teamwork.
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>>5077217
I'll +1 this, though we should appeal as Zeta before we do HOPELESS WRECK. Otherwise we'll sound too desperate.
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>>5077217
>>5077266
+1, Zeta before HOPELESS WRECK
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>>5077217
+1
but bound by duty before hopeless wreck

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Welcome back to Crescent Adventures, a quest based on the 90s Sailor Moon universe. Things can go as that universe went or you can derail it with your actions or ignore it completely to just focus on the problems and issues that affect your character!

We'll try to keep going in this thread as long as possible until the holidays!

Who are you? You are Houseki Ruka, a second year student attending Juuban Middle School. Life has turned strange since a Dream has returned to haunt your sleep revealing new changes. It fires up your enthusiasm to solve the mystery of it once more but things have taken a spooky turn. First it was the weird monster at Osaka Jewelry, then it was the weird situation with the boys of your school being mind controlled into delinquency, then it's an unnerving incident in Shinjuku that got taken care of by Sailor V.

The month of April is only just about to end.

Normality has departed to parts unknown and mow you are about make your life even weirder...

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Hm, well you had your Memory clarified by the weird Apple quite a bit.

But what did it do to Azul and his siblings? Did it give him stronger, penguinier powers? Could he grow bigger to become Mega-Penguin and stomp on Nightmares?

"So... did anything awesome happen to you after eating the Apple?" You shoot the question to your buddy who looks at you thoughtfully.

You don't see any strange flashes of images running in your head or hear any chirping from him.

Instead he walks to the middle of your bedroom as though he wanted to you watch him. You give him your full attention as he comes to a stop. He starts concentrating, his beady eyes are narrow and beak tightly shut.

Then something happens...

The blue penguin vanishes from your sight. One second he was standing right in front of you, the very next second the place where your partner was standing is empty. Neither feather nor beak remains.

Your jaw drops, and you are too stunned to say anything.

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The usual morning crowd is in, and a fresh pour over coffee is served with a ham and cheese croissant sandwich. The TV is playing a Lupin anime movie, the familiar theme song draws your attention for a moment but you move on to the message board in the cafe.

There's something written on it, you take the opportunity to slip away from your dad as he talks to Master Leblanc to read it.

'Uncle to Missy: By aiming carefully. Gold Day and Earth Day.'

Kin'youbi and douyoubi, in other words, Uncle will be here on Friday and Saturday evening.

You can visit Cafe Leblanc Friday and/or Saturday to improve your skills with him.

Better scrounge up some cash, you have your allowance but will it be enough for lessons?

You muse about this as you sip your black coffee and pass the remaining half of your croissant sandwich to Azul. The fruity and mild taste of coffee is delicious, the beans from Kenya are great. Next time, you'll try the Jamaican beans with your dad.


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>>5077363
The doctor seeing you for your appointment is a beautiful woman. You see on her nametag that she's Doctor Mizuno. Was it just her looks? Her status as a doctor? Or the fact she was more intelligent than you'll ever be? The walls of her office has a lot of certificates and awards. You feel oddly intimidated sitting before her to review the status of your completely healed injury.

"Good afternoon Houseki-san, do you mind if I call you Ruka-san instead?" Her gentle voice nudges you out from your reverie.

"Of course Doctor Mizuno!" You answer quickly. You can't help but feel eager to please the older woman.

The usual questions are asked about your health and even had questions about your school. Doctor Mizuno's eyes lights up when you mention that you are attending Juuban Middle School.

"My daughter is attending Juuban Middle School, perhaps you've met her? Oh, I need to look at your ribs Ruka-san."

You wonder if you have met Dr. Mizuno's daughter. You can't recall any student by the name Mizuno though but the school was a big place.

"Can't say I have, I'm class 1 for the 2nd year." You lift your shirt to show your ribs. The bruise had long since faded on the right side of your body. The skin is completely unmarked, it was a miracle that it healed so quickly.


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>>5077383
hope anons are up to get trounced by Uncle some more, he was lots of fun
>>Mizuno?... Wait, isn't that the genius girl in class 5?!
Mercury. people with water powers unite!
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>>5077383

>Is Azul... wandering away?!
>Mizuno?... Wait, isn't that the genius girl in class 5?!

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Life's been hard ever since the Tau took over.
Learning their foul xenos language and working their factories has been demeaning.
But after catching wind of heresy on the rise in the Tau city you find yourself uneasily striking a balance between cooperating with the alien filth and taking great risks to operate outside their laws.
Now with a wire under your shirt you find yourself pretending to join a chaos cult.
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>>5077729
Considering we just rolled to not breathe in the Slaaneshi drugs, that's probably not be the best idea.
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>>5077847
Bellowing out air makes gas go away.
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>>5077848
Do I really need to explain to you how breathing works?
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>>5077859
A guardsman doesn't take one step back, nor one breath in!
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>>5077860
> Guardsman: *Inhales accidentally*
> Commissar: "The value of that oxygen is coming out of your monthly ration allowance."

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http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=Tuffle%20Quest

>You are Son Peppa, Son Gohan, and Izumi Mahogany, children of Earth’s heroes, Maple, Goku, Acer, and Chi-chi

>“Canon” has taken a radical shift from the series’ norm, you’re just one part of it, and things could go even further off the rails from here

>Mechanics and character details in the pastebins here:

Peppa: https://pastebin.com/arWUFZhM

Gohan: https://pastebin.com/whf4nu6L

Izumi: https://pastebin.com/5zhDrpdM

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Okay, again, kinda need to turn in early before I pass out at my desk with a half-finished post, so pause for now. Vote open until we're back, at ~6:30 pm PST tomorrow. Hope to see y'all then, and stay safe out there!
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>>5077641
Night, Kato!
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>>5077641
Night boss, always have fun with these.

Quick question for when you get back - which quadrant is Z in again?
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>>5077646
You have to either warp out of Sector X or get through Zoness by destroying every search light so you don't get detected.
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>>5077528
>You’ve still got time, see what Ledgic and Mugen are doing

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Last time, Lt. van Zullekom came clean to show she’s stained! Then upon this realization, you came to the idea to stop her nefarious plan from coming to fruition, and to do it, you had to infiltrate the Orphanage of the Blue to stop the Nationwide known Phantom Thief from striking again!

Currently, you’re in Ophelia’s office while invisible, and he’s on the ceiling. You better negotiate something…

You close the door to the office slowly, then walk behind the desk.

“Hello, Mr. Houda Lan, I come in peace.” You take your invisibility off from under the desk so it doesn’t look off, then come out. “I have this dog to prove it.” You show the old dog plushie with a flourish. The dog is an important key item after all.

Mr. Houda Lan jumps off the ceiling right in front of you. He’s not as tall as you. You know, you tower over a lot of people, and you always fail to mention it. But why would you mention it? You’re thinking about it. You don’t need to process every single thought out loud. Except for these couple of useless ones. They are important to you like warm socks during winter.

Anyway, the thief inspects the dog without touching, looking around it to make sure the dog is the real one.

“…Who do you happen to be, good sir?” Houda Lan has acknowledged the dog’s importance.

How do you respond?

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>>5077424
>>Grab Sieb’s shoulder. Make him feel that you’re scared.
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>>5077424
>>Grab Sieb’s shoulder. Make him feel that you’re scared.
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>>5077424
>Grab Sieb’s shoulder. Make him feel that you’re scared.
>“Get her… away from here… Please…” Whisper to Sieb.
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>>5077424
>“Get her… away from here… Please…” Whisper to Sieb.
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You grab Sieb’s shoulder firmly, then start to tremble to show your discontent and anxiety: The Fidgeting Ajna Tactics. You’ve met a lot of people and all you do is use their worst traits for your own amusement or for strange maneuvers, you need to have a long introspection…

Sieb appears to have gotten the message, he froze for a second when you put your hand on him, he knew if he turned around to check on you as a reflex – it was game over. But his silence is rubbing Ophelia the wrong way.

“Are you being possessed?” Ophelia raises two fingers in front of Sieb and moves her arm from left to the right. “Unlikely, I know. It’s been so long since the last recorded paranormal activity.”

“N-No, I’m not…” Sieb denies the accusation.

“I don’t feel anything. Are you ill?” Ophelia moves her two fingers onto Sieb’s forehead. “Normal for you.”

“Y-You didn’t? Wait, what’s that supposed to mean?” Sieb found a topic he feels comfortable talking about.

“Hmph, don’t act foolishly now, you’ve always been cold-blooded.” Ophelia doesn’t have time for his nonsense.

“Literally, I hope.” Sieb smiles ‘tenderly’. You know, like he did when he met you. So you don’t feel any warmth out of it.

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A knight ascends the stairs leading up to the top of the tower, with sounds of cheering and cellabration coming from the glittering silver city, loud enough that he can even hear it from thousands of feet above it all. However he doesn’t care about any of that, not now, they haven’t won yet.. As he ascends, two men quickly run up behind him, both worried for what the knight is about to do, but with only the cyclops really showing it.

“Sir!... Sir!....SIR #*%)$”?=! PLEASE STOP!!!” None of the words are reaching the knight. The cyclops continus to yell and plead with the knight to stop, the Drangonborn just quietly follows them both, waiting to see what happens next. As they reach the pinnacle of the tower, the only thing at the top of it is a pitch black metal...wardrobe? The cyclops goes silent, knowing that nothing he can say can make them turn back now. The Dragonborn avoids looking at it as much as he can, thinking from the back of his head, that even though he knows the thing in it doesn’t have any magic now. That if it thinks hard enough, that if it thinks about something besides destroying all the Dragonborn he holds dear and true. That it can just learn a new magic if needed. The knight goes forward towards it without a hint of hesitation. And opens it. The only thing in it being a...a man. Kneeling down on both knees and bowing, looking as if it’s a humble man giving great thanks. But when you look at it, and I mean really look at it for a minute, you feel like it’s trying to move with all it’s might. As if every fiber of it’s being is screaming at it to move, like if it could get up and out of that weardrobe it would...And do something horrible. The knight takes a step back and takes a deep breath, trying to find the words he had driven him from the parties, the awards and the much needed rest they had all deserved, they all needed! But he still came up here to this thing!... After two minutes of silence, the knight finally speaks.

“...The High Heretic. Glasser of the Yellow Sun Sands. Bearer of the word “Destroyer”. Burner of the traide houses of Yondrike. Murderer of the wise man. Starter of the elven wars. Solar Warrior of the Screaming Star. Responsible for the massacre of Jan-ju-geo city. The sole man responsible for the complete genacide of the Gagendo people. Killer of men, women, and children alike. And slaughterer of great lady lunilea’s sister luuinel...All of these names mean nothing, because one word is all that’s needed to tell all what you are.. Monster. So, monster, I ask...why? What caused you to spread all this misery? You were once a great-
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>>5075225
>Use the stairs
We're an eldritch being from beyond the mortal realm, but we're not barbarians.
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>>5075671
which backstory tho
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>>5075225
>Jump off the building using the weardobe as a makeshift ski sled
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>>5075225
>Jump off the building using the weardobe as a makeshift ski sled
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>>5075225
>Use the stairs
gotta be *classy*

On the field of battle you stood surrounded by corpses, looking at the carnage and death caused by your own hands. First time in your life you spilled blood... killed at least 20 men, and it felt goood. Its hard to believe. For a moment your mind wandered off to distant place. Your deeds in battle were certanly extraordinary, so that means... the oracle was right. You are indeed a warrior born to achieve many great things worthy of songs and legends. Now you are certain, it is your destiny to be remembered for thousands of years to come. Your name will be praised by poets and storytellers.
So... what is your name warrior?

>Akjos
>Lomodos
>Borondur
>Write in
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>>5075992
>The walls
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>>5075992
gate
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Does anyone want to change their vote? Because we have a draw again.
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>>5076942
>>5076590
Changing my vote to gate
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So gate it is. I will probably upload tommorow.

A new day dawns upon the battlefield of the world. At each dawn, people’s hopes and dreams begin to clash in the joust of everyday life. The question of who may win this battle isn’t so easy to answer, not anymore. That is the way of this world, it is difficult to maintain one’s power in the endless struggles of civilized life. The strong survive, but the strong of mind decide how survival is continued.

[BGM~TRIANGULAR TOWER~ https://youtu.be/MGCZ7VdhVeg]

In 1963, an unprecedented meeting of what people believed to be the strongest minds in the world would occur. In the wake of the Cold War, international tensions were high, and so this summit of the many countries’ brightest was in the hopes of alleviating this tension. They met in Tokyo, Japan, and drafted a series of detailed and innovative proposals for the prosperous survival of humanity.

The proposals of these, in some people’s minds, higher individuals were both revolutionary and practical. Plans to use computer technology to bridge the social gap between cultures. Standardized worldwide policing strategy that was strong enough to quell terrorism and fair enough to heal a fearful planet. Cost effective blueprints for an intercontinental highway. Research into sustainable fuel that was even more powerful than the fossil fuels currently in use. And many more.

Before these incredible ideas would be released to the world, their architects would ask for one thing in return: the complete disassembly of all nuclear weapons.

The price of the future would be disarmament, and it was ultimately a price the world was willing to pay.

The site of those historic meetings in Japan is now the landmark of a new hope. A high school known as Hope’s Peak Academy.

Founded by one of the key members of the architects, it would be a school less inclined to the limitations of preparing students for a job and a life of work, and rather preparing them for the work of life. It specifically scouted students of high talent, those who were considered the strongest minds of their field for their youthful age. Graduates of Hope’s Peak would go on to become grand individuals, further changing the world with the freedom and knowledge of their unique perspective.

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>>5072112
>The boy with the lucky-clover beanie.
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>>5072112
>>The boy with the cape and crown.
I know fuckall about Danganronpa. Maybe this'll sell me on it.
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>>5076406
It's a quirky VN game series where Japanese high schoolers murder each other and spout dumb things every other time, fixating on a couple specific words and concepts, while the hack writer creator of the game jerks off over his evil dumb blonde mary sue waifu. The easy to OC character art and designs plus the aesthetics caused tumblr to attach to it from years and years ago, and now there's a cancerous fanbase and both generals on /vg/ and /trash/ are cesspits of shitposts and schizoposts and degeneracy and guro-style material nobody sane likes. The franchise is genuinely interesting at points, and there is at least one character per game that a player will be guaranteed to like for one reason or another unless they're too retarded. Each game is worth playing through entirely blind because some of the late act twists alone make the games worth playing and experiencing.
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>>5076406
And each of the games has a very good quality OST nobody can deny thanks to Masafumi Takada being the composer.
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>>5072112
>The boy with the lucky-clover beanie

Interesting quest. Are there regular update times? Hope this doesn’t die.

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The year is 1866. You are Daniel Stockton, a veteran of the American Civil War and general in the Aizu Domain's military. You've come to Japan looking for work, and with the nation on the brink of war, there is an ever-increasing demand for men such as yourself. Last time, you did diplomacy with the Germans and arranged for a company of Prussian marines to assist your troops back home.
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>>5074117
>”I noticed a number of inactive machines. Would you be interested in selling off some unused tooling?”

>>5074122
No need, We're friendo's boss man.
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>>5074117
>”I noticed a number of inactive machines. Would you be interested in selling off some unused tooling?”
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>>5074117
>”I noticed a number of inactive machines. Would you be interested in selling off some unused tooling?”

I think it rather unlikely they'll sell us too much tooling, but honestly even a single lathe for our resident firearms expert / tinkerer to work with would be a huge help in developing and maintaining advanced weapons. In terms of priorities for equipment - Rifles and Light Artillery are arguably of greatest importance to us. We're not facing star forts so heavy guns are wasted (and more expensive to run, difficult to use / transport) and we need as many good rifles as we can get to explode our light infantry force / modernise the Japanese army.

Speaking of our tinkerer friend, land mines. Land mines were a item used by the Confederacy in the US Civil War to compensate for manpower / material deficiencies and were decently effective even when ad-hoc. It wouldn't be impossible to establish some sort of consistent production of them to fortify locations or for field
use.
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>>5074117
>>”Does the armory stock uniforms and kit, as well as weapons?”
>>”I noticed a number of inactive machines. Would you be interested in selling off some unused tooling?”
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>>5074116
>”I noticed a number of inactive machines. Would you be interested in selling off some unused tooling?”

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You are a Bullywug. Born to one of the most despised races in the world and hatched from the slime into a world of swamp mud, constant hunger and daily infighting. You've known from before you left your egg how this world works - the strong and the clever win, and eat, while the weak and stupid are used to help them.

Your first memories are from the spawning pool - where you and dozens of your siblings were hatched from the egg-slime. All the newborn tadpoles fought and struggled to survive - some grew fat off the corpses of others, some starved, most were carried away by bull-frogs, giant leeches and sharp-eyed trout.

Once you finally pulled yourself ashore you were press-ganged into the first tribe to find you. Buglug, a muck-lord at the head of a pond-side gang of young bullfrogs clapped you over the head and so you did as you were told. Whether it was strength, ruthlessness, cunning or pure dumb luck that won you the food, you grew strong, fat and mighty. Ultimately old Buglug's natural paranoia caught up with him and he tried to do away with you. As you chew on his soft, fatty leg-bones you reflect that you're lucky to have come out the victor.

The gang find you squatting in the dirt, croaking in triumph, your club still wet with Buglug's brains. One of his toadying little lieutenants - likely already eyeing you up to see if he can pull the same trick, treacherous little shit - nervously chitters and says "Uhh... what now,, uh... boss?"

It is, you suppose, quite a good question.

>>What now, boss?
>Frogs live on their stomachs! Let's go find something to eat.
>A proper gang needs a hideout. Go looking for a village to take over, or a cave to squat in.
>Your rise to power as a proper muck-lord deserves a sacrifice. Toss this little git into the pond and hold him down till he drowns so his corpse can feed the Maw.
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>>5075720
>Hard work is for idiots. Someone else will be here, gathering young. Find a group smaller than yours, attack them while they're busy, offer up beer and the threat of violence and see if you can recruit both the smaller gang and all of their new spawnlings in one fell swoop.

Sacrifice the leader to the maw
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>>5075720
>Hard work is for idiots. Someone else will be here, gathering young. Find a group smaller than yours, attack them while they're busy, offer up beer and the threat of violence and see if you can recruit both the smaller gang and all of their new spawnlings in one fell swoop.
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>>5075720
>Hard work is for idiots. Someone else will be here, gathering young. Find a group smaller than yours, attack them while they're busy, offer up beer and the threat of violence and see if you can recruit both the smaller gang and all of their new spawnlings in one fell swoop.
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>>5075720
>Subterfuge is for cowards - run up to a spawning pool, snatch anything that looks like it can walk on its own and run away before the monsters get hungry.
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>>5075720
>Hard work is for idiots. Someone else will be here, gathering young. Find a group smaller than yours, attack them while they're busy, offer up beer and the threat of violence and see if you can recruit both the smaller gang and all of their new spawnlings in one fell swoop.
We are the niggest

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>Setting Information
Tucson, Arizona, boasts a population of approximately five hundred thousand residents, is located a hundred miles south of Phoenix, capital of the state, and a hundred miles north of the Mexican border. Large unincorporated urban developments ring the city with Green Valley being the most developed satellite township.

Politics and History
There has been a long precedent of establishing an temporary Orders to resolve issues that threaten the entire community. Ask any Tusconon mage about the Cactus Wren Council, the Uncrowned, of Lichanura Trivirgata and they'll launch into a the story and lessons learned. Currently the community is knit together to train and educate an influx of younger mages within the Esoteric College of Tucson. Nobody understands why there's been an increase in magical talent. Some consider it a sign of a new golden age. Others a sign of the End.

Schools of Magic
Within the Southwest, the magi have collected esoteric lore and techniques to perform their magic. Students who have the Gift are inducted into one of these schools. Cross-disciplinary study is common. However the cross disciplinary student is said to have limited his potential by dappling in another school's Craft.

The Gift and Craft
The Gift of magic is given to select humans from some otherworldly power. Magi have theorized about this power and patterns of blessing across the world. It doesn't seem strictly hereditary but in the rare cases of a child a Magi receiving the Gift, that child is looked after for greater potential than your average magi. The Craft is broken down into three broad aspects, Seeing, Manipulation, and Creation. Schools of magic create a body of knowledge that individual magi within the use as inspiration for their own Craft.

Icons
Beyond the words and signals taught in stuffy classrooms or preached under the hot desert sun, Icons are personal items that every Magi gathers to themselves to perform their magic. Schools impart lessons to use Icons associated with their school. But that doesn't prevent a student from discovering their own. Personal Icons can be anything from a family heirloom to a bloody knife to even the Magi's own blood.
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>>5077781
Whew! Good rolls!

To be clear, my intent is...

>Take cover and evoke a Hex on the Man Out of Time with my Sage Icon.

Then...

>Exchange fire, hopefully have him waste his remaining four shots while I remain in cover only poking my arm out to shoot wildly to prevent him from walking up to me and getting around my cover and provoke him to return fire. Then when he is out of ammo, I go out and shoot him.
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>>5077134
roll Profiling the Unknown
TN 12 = 10(Normal) +1(Wits), +1(Academics)
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>>5077099
>Name
Fred Ward
>Attributes
Intelligence and Wits
> Knowledge
Academics, Craft
>Skills
Empathy, Persuasion
>School
Alchemist
>Icons
Shadow Raven, Ancient Coin

Ward looked at the possessed tour guided with great curiosity as his mind raced about the implications of magic.

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Rolled 13 (1d20)

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>>5078350
shucks, just short.

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Your name is Sean Clayton, aka Gunsmoke, aka Adjutant Tango. Last time, you began your expedition into the Southern Italian town of Ercolano, seeking to recover the Lost Scrolls of Herculaneum. After some investigative work, you pinpointed the site and wiped out the Intergang forces who had set up shop there. Now, you find yourself transported back to the site of your greatest shame.

> Hello everyone, and welcome back to another issue of DC: Henchman Quest! As always, I’m AxisQM, and I hope you all enjoy! I’m sorry to have dropped off the radar for so long, but I’m glad to be back. Rules are simple: 20 minutes to vote / roll what I say, rolls count even if you (or I) mess up the modifier, crit successes override, write-ins usually welcome. If rolls / votes are slow to come in, I’ll adjust for it. Might need a bit of time to get back into the swing of things, apologies in advance if I mess up or take a bit longer than usual to get updates out.

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>>5076605
Alfred is probably seething over all the missed tea times since Bruce is busy fighting a brand new high octane gang war. Why I daresay he'd want to teach that rapscallion who set that powder keg off a proper lesson.
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Looks like investigating the general wins by a hefty margin.

Still working on a couple interludes, hopefully I'll have em done by next week.

As previously mentioned, next session will be Friday, at 6:00 PM EST.

In the meantime, go ahead and roll me some 2d100s+50.

First roll is for the investigation, DC: 60 / 80 / 100
Second roll is for the Poker interlude.
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Rolled 65, 75 + 50 = 190 (2d100 + 50)

>>5078455
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Rolled 20, 8 + 50 = 78 (2d100 + 50)

>>5078455
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Rolled 25, 47 + 15 = 87 (2d100 + 15)

>>5078455

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The federation is but a shadow of itself. Its rotting corpse still puppeteered by naïve eyed fools, defending a concept long dead and only left around as a curiosity of humanity’s history. The Unbroken Empire has held the reigns of mankind for over three hundred years, yet even this authority has long since faded. Three generations of weak emperors, far more concerned with the pleasures of life than the minutia of rulership, saw imperial authority slip and the strength of the vassal houses rise to unprecedented degree. Now hemmed in the Sol system, the Emperor is nothing more than a ceremonial position, used to further aggrandize the prestige and gravitas of whichever house is in the ascendant. The houses themselves were always at each other’s throats, battles waged in the shadows, subtle manipulations, assassinations and political posturing, at the height of imperial power, have now been replaced by outright warfare. He who has the greatest fleet, rules the stars.

Yet besides the houses, the emperor, the last vestiges of the federation, other powers stir. In the outlies of civilization, many a new nation is born, loser houses hoping for a fresh start and inevitable revenge. “Citizens”, nothing more than serfs, fleeing authoritarian rule and disillusioned by the federation, found new republics and democracies, struggling to survive, whilst eyeing the coreworlds with gazes filled with righteous fury.

The communication guild, nominally subservient to the Federation, which in turn is technically subservient to the Emperor, has long since grown increasingly autonomous. Its position of collecting and distributing the collective knowledge of mankind across its domain had seen them become a premier power in and of itself. Always arguing that their increasing fleet sizes, new space stations, and an ever growing “security detachment” are necessary to successfully carry out their duties. At the de facto death of imperial authority, they showed themselves for what they truly were, a contender for humanity’s throne. The guild fights all and none at the same time, their services a vital boon yet at the same time the greatest poison to any power.

(I will be lore dumping for a while, so please be patient)
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>>5078418
>Step deeper in, get some professional XOs.
We have five positions to fill, lets get three from here and then Marc's two friends. It wouldn't be right if we up and called him to bring in his contacts and then we just blew him off for a full squadron of turbo snobs.

I don't exactly want any of the old geezers, but their grandchildrens grandchildren will do nicely. If they're green they can be molded into an effective squadron by us, if we can keep them alive of course. Should the geezers complain about being passed up we can simply tell them that "It would be unbecoming to force such venerated commanders back into service, they've already served House Roy and the Empire dutifully and should now simply enjoy the golden years of retirement."
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>>5078418
+1:
>>5078440
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>>5078418
>Fuck it, I’ll just get Marc’s friends and promote some menials.
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>>5078440
Support
We should have started off with kidnapping
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>>5078418
>Fuck it, I’ll just get Marc’s friends and promote some menials.

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The year, 2025... The Jehovah's Witnesses have the world's government in a panic. They are perplexed as to what to do. How do they stop the great day of Jehovah? They can't!
Jesus said, "I have come to conquer the earth"
And then suddenly you end up here

>You awaken in a grassy field, unable to remember how you got here. You can hear a waterfall in a nearby forest, and you can see smoke rising from a town in the distance.
>_Go to the town
>_Enter the forest
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>>5073907
you can add a new path at any step. I'll present that option when it's less than 3 in a branch

the game has grown quite a bit
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>>5074593
I’ll say a prayer and stay awhile.
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>>5074683
i actually gave you the wrong one.

You'll probably want to say a little prayer anyway
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>>5074688
I’ll say a prayer and stay awhile.

Just like you mentioned




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