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The Haitian had swallowed up city block after city block of Chicago's south side, bringing together an organization welded together from a collection of street gangs, pimps and hustlers. No one had brought the south side together like this, not even the Black Disciples back in the day. Now he ruled a territory from Douglas through Englewood all the way out to Ashburn, all over the course of a few ruthless blood soaked months that had more than doubled the annual murder rate.

A guy like that got stories told about him. Rumor had it he was some kind of voodoo priest or witch doctor, able to snatch a man's soul from his mouth with a grasp of his hand. Others said he was former Haitian special forces, forced to flee the country after overstepping with a powerful general. Some said he wasn't a man at all but some kind of zombie broke his leash, who glutted an appetite for human flesh on his enemies.

With the way my life was going I wasn't going to dismiss any of those tales.

All I knew was I had a meeting with the man, and it was long past time we sorted something out.

I landed on the hood of LeSean's car. The Haitian's right hand man currently had his right arm in a cast, courtesy of my bad temper. He backed up with his keys but managed a grin. Slick in a silk shirt and red blazer, LeSean was the image of a cashed up gangster, with a gold chain around his neck and a gold stud in his ear. A couple of hard thugging boys, his bodyguards, stepped up, reaching for their guns.

I tensed, ready to strike. LeSean stopped them from trying anything dumb with a raised hand.

"No need for that," he said, "Hotsput here isn't looking for a fight. If he was we'd be coughing up our teeth already."

He grinned at me, fixing his collar. No sweat for the last time we'd met, when I'd crushed his arm.

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A fair trade
>yeah, we are

The two gfs flex so tempting
>yeah, we are

Poor Zeke living in a NTR doujin
>yeah, we are
locked in

Gaol Quest: a text adventure occasionally illustrated.

For your various (alleged) crimes against the Eternal Empire, the High Magistrate had sentenced you to life, and thrown you into the Gongalla Gaol: the pit of despair, the mistake of architecture and magic, the continent-sized holding facility. Thankfully, as per the required humanoid decency act, you are issued your mandatory spoon... for what good it does.

Previous threads:


You are Petunia Karachova, an ex-serial non-consensualist whose crime was so heinous, that you were sentenced to Gongalla Gaol. Despite your descent into depravity, a romantic encounter with a fellow inmate by the name of James Calaca had changed your life. Together, you traveled and met new friends: the plucky goblin Gobson G. Gobson and the ambulatory yet amnesiac(?) crash test dummy who James named Sierra. Your long-term goal is to eventually marry James, and while James wanted to escape Gongalla, you are content to stay together until the end of time - wherever that might be.
After recent adventures, you've landed in Gobson's hometown of Goblinton. After helping returning the Necrologue relic from of one of your former victims back to the hands of the necromantic nuns from the Church of the Eternal End - also known as the Crossbones - the town is under imminent attack by the Black Badges, a faction of highly augmented former Enforcers and soldiers of the Eternal Empire. And also apparently, the mysterious Dead Numbers has sent agents to infiltrate Goblinton and acquire the Necrologue. You thought you were safely in shelter with the nuns, but a former traveling companion has just teleported in: Frank, the formerly junior Wardenbot. His teleportation sigil incidentally also exposes a thuglike Dead Numbers agent, hiding behind a box.
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Backing >>5034869

>chad height impostor
>in a town of manlets
>cannot make himself a manlet to blend in
Sorry folks, no update today - I keep falling asleep before I can finish drawing the update. Which means I have got to fix my sleep schedule, rewind the circadian rhythm, which means that updates will be once every two days now. Sorry for this inconvenience!
>Other: Try to determine if this is the real Desi through magic or some shit

How do we know THIS DESI isn't the Imposter? They could be feeding us false intel and we'd never know it!
Oh yeah that's smart. Let Borges ask her some stuff.
"Well, we definitely need to spread this information to the wider goblin populace. We'll do that, and actively search for it as well. Petunia, Desi, you know magic, can you feel traces of it? We're looking for magic that shouldn't be there... or maybe even an absence of magic where it should be."
Desi speaks up. "I reckon I could, what with me bein' a Succubus and all. Used ta track horny an' lonely sorcerers back then."
Petunia nods. "Yeah, I can do that, but my tracking's a bit basic. I'll see what I can find."

It crossed your mind that this Desi could be the impostor itself, feeding you false intel - but with Borges still out of town you decide to keep her close with you and Petunia.
"Oh yeah, we need to make some sort of code or something so that we know we're not shapeshifters..." Petunia mused. "Well, I'm going to call any tall folk as 'handsome', and short folk as 'sweet', how bout that?"
You nod, thinking of your own codeword. "Sounds good, I'll call you 'precious' and the small folk as 'comrade'."
Pedro smirks. "Really, just code words? Watch and learn!" He whistles, and the goblin squad assembles into a strange pose. "Go-go gobsquad, aw yea!" They say in unison. "Just tell us to pose if you want to check, each one of us has their own pose!"
Desi inspects the posing squad a bit before coming to a conclusion. "Weird flex, y'all, but ok I guess?"
Satisfied with your impostor check protocols, you decide to head out. "Alright, then, we'll start at opposite ends of the town. Me, Petunia, and Desi starts on the west side, Pedro and the g-squad on the east, we both go in a counterclockwise spiral, meeting in the middle of the Goblin Market. Along the way we ask as many goblin as we can about any tallfolk they've seen around the time the fire happened until now. Sound good?"

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The Darkness has come, the Dark Lord summoning his dukes to fight against the Kingdom of Man. After both the Dark Lord and Daedric wounding one another Daedric is left within the fortress of the Dwarfs as he awaits for some form of replacement since his previous arm was removed by the dreadful demon. The forces of darkness approach the wounded warrior as he recovers in the fortress.

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

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

Alright, time to get started.
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“We will wait then.” Daedric said as he looked towards the Horizon. There was not much time so he needed to act face and command, “Men! Prepare the walls and raise the barricades! We welcome the enemies of the Kingdom today!”

The words of a King carried themselves through the world, going through every ear that would listen to it. Within moments men started to act upon the sheer will that Daedric held. They were given a command and they would follow it through!

Trees were cut down and stacked upon one another. Swords were taken from the ruins of old blacksmith shops and given to each man who stood here.

The new walls, made from the ruins of homes and nearby trees, were raised within a day. The day after the men assembled scaffolding that allowed them to stand upon the walls and fire upon the foes with countless arrows.

All of these were in preparation for the tide that was now upon the horizon.

Daedric looked out, the monsters filling the horizon. He felt sickened at the sight of what was likely an army descended from man but turned by the cruel powers of monstrous gods.

“Today we all fight for this town, today we become the bulwark that keeps these monsters from running us down!” Daedric raised his weapon into the air and cried, “We shall cut them down though, we shall cut them down to the Goblin and Ogre! For today we kill them, tomorrow we march upon their domain!”

A roar came from the crowd as Daedric sliced the air before him with his sword, “War is upon us men, fight for HUMANITY!”
Alright thats it for this thread, next one will be either Monday or Tuesday at the latest.
So how is the relative that seperated from our kingdom fairing? How other the other groups faring like the elves? It can't be that its always us that's getting attacked and raided now are we?
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Well they are being attacked by northern raiders and other monsters.

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This dead, post-apocalyptic world kinda sucks. People dyin' all over the place, a lack of the most basic supplies. Hell, some people have just gone and lost every drop of hope in their bodies what with all the nastiness and horror. Not you, though. You had a mission. Form the most kickass, no-holds-barred gang this side of Wakerplain.

Since you set about your goal, you've had a little success. You recruited a genuinely horrendous-smelling hobo called Jocko, and encountered a few troublesome individuals. A nice new set of blue armour made it worth the trouble though, and you ended up with some directions to the nearby Low Town. Time will only tell what that place holds in store for you!
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>Empty the mag into the asian bitch
>Tell Jokko and Daniel to charge the two remaining shitbags

We're soo getting kicked out of Low Town, lmao.
Yeah let's just finish this, no use holding out now.
(Sorry about the lack of updates. I've been in the hospital for a while with no access to my computer. Expect one today.)
Shit, hope you're alright QM!
Damn, OP. Did we hit you by an accident?

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>Neon Terminus Evangelion
>Episode 06 - "The Abyss's Gaze"

Old threads - http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?searchall=Neon+Terminus+Evangelion
Twitter - https://twitter.com/TimeKillerQM
My Discord - https://discord.gg/BnJeeu4
What's the deal with NTE? - https://pastebin.com/AXWHpqGp
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Innovation is burning and sinking. Pillars of black smoke climb skyward from the holes you'd shot in the deck. Angel blood runs down the radically tiled flight deck to stain the water. Clusters of range life rafts and life vests bob in the water around it. You see the frantically flailing forms of sailors swimming for their lives, trying to get distance between themselves and the dying carrier.

The Angel wrenches itself free and onto the deck with a shudder. It's an ebon-shelled abyssal monster. Something that defies classification. You see scaly armor plates, claws, appendages, and a powerful, lobster-like tail. It's injured, but the wounds are already beginning to heal. If you wait too long its AT field will regenerate.

You don't see that you have any options. You sight your rifle on it and fire again. Shells pepper it, drawing more blood. Some spark off its armor to plunge into the dying carrier again. It's going to get into the water and then you're going to lose it again.

"Caswell, we need to hit it with everything! Now!"

In response, a dozen warships open fire on the Angel with everything from deck guns to missiles. Most of these rounds hit the Angel, some go wide to further smash Innovation. Warheads and shells burst and explode. Flames lick up the side of the carrier and for a moment you see the Angel silhouetted against fire and smoke, coiling like a serpent to dive back into the ocean. Myriad compound eyes glint in the dark, all of them fixated on you.

Then something explodes within the carrier. A fuel supply, weapons storage, you're not sure, but it goes up like a flash bulb. One moment it's there, the next it's gone. The blast wave buffets your Eva and debris rains down with deadly velocity around you, rippling the ocean surface.

You hardly have time to take that in when a second explosion pierces the smoke, this one wholly unnatural. A column of light and fire shoots up from the Angel's grave, splitting toward the top to form a burning cross.

You stare in awe at this brilliant display, the human toll still uncounted in your mind.

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>Neon Terminus Evangelion
>/End Episode 06


Thanks again for playing everyone. I've got to take a break from questing for a bit to focus on some things that have come up IRL. I'm planning to pick back up in November.


See you soon.
>Hope that it’s not the one with Ethan’s cable.
I think he's on the other carrier? Not sure what he's been doing during all this.

>"You saved a lot of lives with quick thinking, Korine. Remember that."
I'm sure she'll be the shredded bodies of human sailors flying into the night like little flaming pinwheels as the skeletal pilot laughs, and laughs and turns to you, your vision telescoping across the hundreds of yards to come eye-to-flaming-eye-socket with the pilot and he screams YOU FUCKING KILLED US A- fine.

Hope this doesn't tear her up too much.

Thanks for running. Take care of yourself; we'll be here when you get back.
btw, don't forget to archive.
Thanks! Slipped my mind.

>I think he's on the other carrier? Not sure what he's been doing during all this.
Yes, Ethan is on the other carrier and he was getting unhooked from the capture cage, he never had a chance to get involved in the fight.

This is a message, the first in a series of thirteen messages. You must pay attention to them!

Leaving these messages was important to us, as we know things that you may not.

This is not a place of honor. No highly esteemed deed is commemorated here. Nothing is valued here.

What is here was dangerous and repulsive to us. These messages are warnings about that danger.

The danger is still present in your time, as it was in ours.

The danger is as great as it is in your time, as it was in ours.

The danger is to the world, and absolutely everything in it, including yourself. It can spread. It can kill.

The danger is effects from the universal degeneration of magic, effects that we called the Strangeness.

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this is a tense situation do we let the strangeness spread like it feels like the inquisitors are fucking idiots doing all the wrong things and going overboard on stupid issues but that makes sense mundies that they are non witches

I got busy with work post thread 1 so rather than actively participating I've been lurking.

This setting is awesome, thank you for running.
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Next post coming up in a few hours. For now, have a .webm of Hook Gulls nesting naturally.
If you could just create a decoy … no. No. You have never attempted to create anything like this ball, so you would be relying almost entirely on guesses and intuition. And considering that you are trying to make a powerful and deliberately unstable artifact, so many things could wrong. You could decalibrate or even destroy father’s equipment, which you have no way of fixing or replacing. You could unleash more Strangeness in the process of making the decoy than you can handle. You could misjudge the requirements of a cast, and seriously hurt, or even kill yourself. And if you somehow managed to produce something in the two days, or however long it would take, there is the risk that the Inquisition sees right through it, and you would have wasted all of that effort, all of those resources, and most importantly, all of that time.

How far away you can get from the Mount before the Inquisition exhumes the coffin and realizes that you must have the graven ball will determine your odds of successfully being able to make a clean getaway. Hours, possibly even minutes, could be the difference between life and agonizing death by piecemeal mitigation, so the prospect of taking an entire two days for something that you are not even sure you can pull off, or if you can make, will even fool the Inquisition … you just cannot justify that. You have to leave as soon as possible.

The altar has gone completely quiet, now that the confessions have concluded. You and Vaclav are called up again, to spin the coffins around on the bier. You walk to the foot of the coffin, and as you make your way around, you ‘accidentally’ brush up against the loose seal, giving your self the opportunity to press the thing back onto the pine planks with your hip. Actually, considering your height, it was more of your thigh, but that is neither here nor there. The officiating priest and the two Undertakers have all gone over to an empty bier to distribute out the Ashen Water for the Last Ablution, so they could not have noticed anything. At the moment though, your back is to the nave of the temple, so you have no idea if anyone in attendance noticed you, but when you hear footsteps approaching behind you, you panic, until you realize that the South Sexton is simply walking over to the other officiants, as he has a small role to play in the Last Ablution as well.

As he passes by, you realize that this might be your best opportunity to ask him if he is willing to use the hearse the in the procession, to spare poor Vaclav. You would be asking him in front of the priest and the Undertakers – and of course, Vaclav himself – but the only other option would be to try to catch him after the service in the temple here ended and as the procession was forming up, which would be in front of the deceased’s pall bearers instead. Who would he rather be embarrassed in front of?
>Please choose ONE of the following:
>Ask him now, in front of Vaclav, the priest, and the two Undertakers.
>Ask him after the service in the temple has ended as the procession is forming up, in front of the deceased’s family.

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Let me tell you a story. But not the whole story.
Later you can ask me questions, but I can only answer with 'yes' or 'no'. I live around GMT, expect answers at random.

> late 19th century England
> rainy night in a small village
> boy is walking down the road, carrying a hand
> walks up to a house, knocks on door
> elderly man opens, looks down at the hand being presented and speaks:
> 'justice is served'
> boy visits 3 other houses that night, getting the same response from 3 other elderly men
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A grisly story. Thanks for running!
There's almost no meat in a hand though.
Indeed, they should have completely killed one of them to ensure good life for the 4 other.
Should have known about the island. All this games/stories kind involve an island
Thanks for running op
Thanks for the ending, QM!
Good run QM! Thank you!

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You didn't want to have to deal with this at all, and the two men were so much weaker than you were that there wasn't much point in not just knocking them out, so without any further delay, you used your far greater speed to disable both of the men with one rapid hit to the neck each. You only needed two quick strikes and then it was done. The two newly suspicious soldiers were completely unconscious.

"Everyone. We have a little bit of time before the Gurus will finish creating the portal to the Ocean Palace. Does anybody have any ideas on how we're actually going to defeat the Queen?" Crono seemed to have taken the lead, at least when it came to asking questions of the rest of his allies.

"The best way to defeat Zeal is to either overpower her or kill her before she can defend herself. She can't be negotiated with... not at this point." Magus responded to Crono, but he got a lot of looks for his own suggestion, not that you can really blame everyone else for reacting to Magus like that. He wouldn't exactly be very popular among everyone else after all that he has done, who you were thankful wasn't currently here.

"You might be fine with it, Magus. But... The rest of us obviously have issues when it comes to killing other people." Lucca frowned at Magus, who just shrugged. He obviously didn't care about Lucca's moral issues with his suggestions. Why would he? This is a man who led an army of demons just for the power that doing such a thing would grant him and how helpful it would be in achieving his long-term goals. Honestly? You were also in support of Magus. While Lucca and her friends were all obviously very idealistic, Magus was incredibly cynical, and you were a realist. You understood that against somebody like Zeal, the only way to resolve things was likely to kill her, and that Magus was right.

"You'll regret thinking like that." Magus just shook his head, irritated at the resistance he was getting from Lucca. "There are some people who you can't negotiate with. Zeal is one such person. You've shown no issue with killing monsters up to this point, and I can assure you that Zeal is a far more terrible monster than any mere beast you've dealt with in the past."

"That might be the case, but thinking like you do isn't healthy, Magus. Can't you have a little bit of hope?" Magus scowled as Lucca asked him that, but before he got an opportunity to respond, one of the Gurus stepped forward to talk instead.
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>>Just have everyone attack them at the same time, it's not worth your time.
>Just have everyone attack them at the same time, it's not worth your time.
>Just have everyone attack them at the same time, it's not worth your time.
These guys are just mobs, they won't give us any real challenging fights til we get deeper.
>Just have everyone attack
>Just have everyone attack

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You are Blair d’Rusalka. Student at the Garreg Mach Officer’s Academy, a Pegasus Knight, and an officer of the Black Eagles House. You were sent to the Academy by your guardian, Count Rusalka, to undergo training and become a Knight in his service. Last month, you took part in a major operation to put an end to a group of bandits terrorizing the Faergus countryside. Along the way, you aided a student from the rival Blue Lions house, Sylvain Gautier, in settling a family feud and retrieving the Lance of Ruin, a legendary Relic Weapon that nearly claimed your life.

Having returned to the academy and successfully passed your Pegasus Knight certification, you receive details of your next mission. You are to hunt down an old enemy from a rival religious sect that has been instigating unrest amongst the local peasant population, causing them to openly rebel against the Church of Seiros. Under the command of your knightly mentor, Leopold von Deltz, you lead a squadron of Black Eagles students to hunt down the culprit that tried to kill you a few months ago and bring him to justice.

Archive: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Fire+Emblem%2C+Three+Houses%2C+

>Blair d'Rusalka
>Level 12 Pegasus Knight (50/100)
HP: 33 (85%), STR: 15 (40%), MAG: 11 (45%), DEX: 11 (45%) SPD: 16 (65%), LCK: 10 (30%), DEF: 11 (50%), RES: 7 (35%), CHARM: 11 (45%)
Equipped: Steel Lance (+), Javelin, Iron Sword, Vulnerary (x6), 1750 gold

Lance: B
Authority/Tactics: B-
Reason: D+

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>>C): Attempt to scout the Golden Deer through the forests and seize their control point.
>A): Have your units follow you
Manuela is much more feasible to fight for Blair than Hanneman, if she's sitting on the GD cheese pizza
>>B): Turn around and assist the Black Eagles against the oncoming Blue Lion assault, attacking their backline.

>A): Have your units follow you
>B): Turn around and assist the Black Eagles against the oncoming Blue Lion assault, attacking their backline.
>A): Have your units follow you

I have a sneaky feeling that Ashe is off to capture the GD control point as well, which is why he's roaming away from the rest of the backline. He's good at scouting and that backline is pretty intact and not in urgent need of reinforcements.

Besides Manuela is probably gonna be as difficult to take down as Hannerman considering she's a professor too.
>B): Turn around and assist the Black Eagles against the oncoming Blue Lion assault, attacking their backline.
>A): Have your units follow you
>B): Turn around and assist the Black Eagles against the oncoming Blue Lion assault, attacking their backline.
>A): Have your units follow you

don't fight the scary crest people

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The year is 2021, and Civil War rages across America. Across major cities, communists rise under the banner of the Proletariat Revolution. In the Northwest, a fascist warlord state has emerged to provide order and security. The East Coast is consumed by fighting between US military remnants, local warlords, and U.N. Peacekeepers. Texas is once again its own republic, and the West Coast has turned into a Chinese puppet managed by mega-corporations. The world's going up in flames, and nobody knows what tomorrow will bring...

You are the Messenger (former name: Walter White) and you lead the Sun Belt Crusaders. Your group is best described as a radical Catholic cult claiming the papal throne backed by meth, violence, and cunning. Having fled your native Southern California, you have established a presence in Arizona, just southwest of Phoenix, in the village of Mobile.

Your has had some success settling down. Diplomatically, you've secured a patron in the nearby town of Maricopa, which provides significant material support in exchange for your services. Slowly, you are also gaining clout with its populace. Your faction also enjoys a close relation to Maricopa's autonomous Reservation after helping a local figure execute a coup and establish a new government. Militarily, your faction has won a number of small skirmishes and has taken over (at Maricopa's behest) a mountain base previously used for raids.

The Crusaders are presently in a relatively calm period. The prison warden turned raider warlord who seized significant stores of wealth, once-freed slaves, and a gigantic amount of meth from your faction is currently busy elsewhere. The arrival of Phoenix's revolutionary army to Maricopa has been delayed, allowing you to help with internal matters there and grow your influence. Your crusaders, growing restless, enthusiastically take up mercenary work in Phoenix with a colorful crew of firearm enthusiasts. What kind of storm, if any, this calm precedes remains to be seen.

Beyond your small territory of Arizona lie the many dangers of the Badlands. These range from yet other convicts turned raiders, cartel elements, hostile government actors (perhaps even in your own faction), and a myriad other groups you're slowly discovering. Looming over everything is the major urban center of Phoenix, which is consumed with a massive war raging between a revolutionary faction called the Phoenix Occupied Zone and a loose coalition opposing it. If either faction takes control of the city, it will become the regional hegemon and likely take over the Badlands. And, finally, an outside faction such as Chinese-controlled California could start making moves in the area at any time.

Your short-term goal is to continue surviving and expanding. Your longer term goal is to somehow secure Phoenix and the Badlands. Your ultimate goal is to bring the Glory of Christ to the entire country, no matter the cost in blood, meth, or tears...
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A +1 to this, seems well thought out and the Crusaders should eat this shit up.
I was paying attention to Musella’s arc, and I was quite enjoying it. The thing that caught my attention wasn’t so much the IC reason to distrust anybody, but the meta behind it. I think anons are worried about Yuri going rouge on his own, without player input, and not that the Messenger would become (or should be) paranoid that one of his cardinals would go rouge at a drop of the hat out of the blue.

As it relates to paranoia, I’d rather not start out distrusting our inner circle, especially considering faith is our bread and butter. Freaking out that Yuri will go rouge or usurp the Messenger when he’s apart of our inner circle is self-destructive and counter-productive, and more than a little autistic considering we created this guy to help, not to hinder.

I do hope my point is coming across clearly.

I think planning Yuri’s Last Testament is planning to self-sabotage, as it’s clear that Yuri isn’t planning on usurping the Messenger anytime soon, and I’d rather avoid such a possibility though controlling both character’s actions and feelings towards one another rather than planning for a betrayal and an amputation of an significant portion of our faction. Like, seriously, we don’t need to work ourselves into a knot of worry and paranoia since we control both character’s significant actions as it relates to our faction.
I don't mean for it to be instructions on what they have to do once we die, but more like guidelines they can follow and adhere to, similar to the bible is for some people as a guiding principle in life.
We're not plotting a path to get to a Yuri defection scenario, just taking measures just in case things go in such a way. Again, the Messenger might not care about that currently so it's not a step to take right now, rather something to keep in mind if things turn sour in the future between us and Yuri loyalists if Yuri can't keep them down.
Eh. Just turn him into a Saint if it comes to keeping Yuri's people satisfied. I'm positive that if Yuri croaks his men will return to the fold.

I honestly don't see why it would come to that, considering we do technically play as both characters, but if it makes you feel better, I won't oppose. I just don't think we should let it get to such a point though.

Wakey, wakey Overseer!
Get back to work. And welcome back, pal.

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>>"Weave the law, enforce the web. Ticket the cricket." ("This is rather on the nose, isn't it? Certainly too much of an insult for the Officers to keep.")

Time to but Abyss Gaze into Spider Jail. After checking to see if the Spider has an Epiphany relating to arresting someone.
Today I just realized that MH isn't mhmh, it means Manager help
Fleshy heart is probably JEFF
I'm thinking that the spider suits our employees best. Most of them are geared towards beating stuff up, and the spider sounds like it will need beating
I find it hilarious that we're all picking spider cop despite getting raided (ahem, "inspected") by the Officers.

Despite it being ya know. An insult to them. This is going to be fun.
>"Weave the law, enforce the web. Ticket the cricket." ("This is rather on the nose, isn't it? Certainly too much of an insult for the Officers to keep.")

Didn't we get offered this one before it was something like "Spin a law catch a crook silk for handcuffs legs for batons

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Last time, you lost your cheese, infiltrated an innocuous Garden shop, posed as a ghost, gained a loyal minion, and learned the Store owner’s tragic past. Now you need to deal with the aftermath of being told such saddening events.

“…After all these years, I’ll find my son! But now, a stupid ghost is going to ruin everything…” Chewnette spills her vitriol against you after the ending of her sorrowful story. “I just… it’s… You can do whatever you want to me. I just need some time. I’m so close. Just so close…

“…” Yareli is moving your hand, she wants you to answer Chewnette immediately.

I’ll do whatever it takes.” Chewnette makes her way to the box and grabs it.

“Don’t make hefty promises now.” Ronda doesn’t want the store owner to precipitate.

“You don’t know what it feels like! You never had your family taken away!” Chewnette barks.

“Barker, you thick-skulled imbecile, I don’t want you to get hurt…” Ronda is honest about her actions. Chewnette looks away, some guilt on her face…

“Spirit.” Chewnette turns to you… or the place she thinks you’re standing. “I don’t ask more of you... I just… please! I need to. I need to find him more than anything in this world.”

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Naiad believes you’re in a world similar to Dream Hill: The Field of Hopes and Dreams. A dormant world that occupies real physical space somewhere she can’t specify. Not dreamlike like the Distant Frontier, or just direct communication like the Bridge between Worlds. Whatever this world/dimension is, it has an open connection with your world, in which large amounts of Spiritual Energy from different sources pass by, back and forth.

Naiad explains this is something similar to how Dream Hill works. Fairies use the least amount of energy possible to make their abilities work, and they found out that relocating and outsourcing energy is always efficient. They channel the Spiritual energy of people outside their realm to create the Stars that you grab in there. As soon as no soul is in Dream Hill, the process stops, but it goes back and forth just like in here when it’s happening. Why? Because they need feedback in case a Wish changes.

From the flora and fauna to people, every living being she has encountered has a connection going through to the Main world and back, with a few exceptions: You, Matilda, and Yareli. You and Matilda get no energy of any sort, while Yareli doesn’t give any energy back. Based on her own analysis she did previously back in your original world, Wilma has the exact same spiritual energy in both worlds, therefore, both Wilmas are connected and they are constantly giving each other feedback! She assumes the same thing from everyone who has a link. And the bubble (old) Wilma made is a gate to this world!

“So, that means we didn’t actually go to the past, but we find ourselves in a world that looks identical to it?” Matilda puts it in simpler words.

“Yep, that’s Naiad’s theory.” Xavi agrees as Naiad points at Matilda for a wonderful conclusion! “It also explains why there are basically no ghosts or entities in this world.”

“But why is it in the past…?” Scarlet doesn’t get it.

“She doesn’t know.” Xavi shrugs as Naiad looks away, ashamed of her own shortcomings!

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“Naiad says this world is already established for the most part. If we stop the energy from fluctuating, it just means both Wilmas won’t have a connection, that’s all.” Xavi gives you some information to relax. “It’s all speculation from Naiad’s studies, so don’t take my word for it.” Xavi ruins it. “But her studies are the most reliable!” Xavi is convinced that’s the case, his natural instinct to be pessimistic is fighting against his belief in Naiad.

“Stick to one thing.” Lise gets a lil’ pissed. “If everything is fine, everything is fine.”

“I don’t want to get blamed if I’m wrong though.” Xavi scratches his goatee.

“Be more positive! That’s why I’m here!” Scarlet tries to lift Xavi’s spirits.

“Is there a way out?” You cut them off without being too insensitive.

“That’s what Naiad is there for. If there is a way in, there is a way out. She just needs to keep doing her research for an escape route for everyone, so help her if you can.” Xavi gives you his half-assed deus ex machina… And she’s awesome!

“Can I ask why you are in this Dream Hill place?” Matilda asks a question that didn’t cross your mind.

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Great thread, thanks for running!
You have been summoned to /qtg/, we're having a waifu tournament and I want you to nominate one of yours to represent this long running quest kindly
We need to thank Lise for the TV she had installed in our hospital room after she unsuccessfully attempted to force-feed us.

That explains why Yareli has been the only one seeing strange things around town. But why is she a special case? We must make sure things turn out well for her.

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Welcome back.

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

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

For a short summary for the new and to recap:

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

Last time, you made it to a small roadhouse pokemon centre on Route 2 ahead of the rain and stayed the night. The next morning, you challenged two trainers to battles and won before you tried to challenge four young women afterward. You were declined and offered a boon from one of them instead, before things turned into a game, trying to guess what their dream careers are...
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Rolled 26 (1d100)

He got quite unlucky with the switch, given that Alex is also carrying two completely untrained pokemon including a bug
Rolled 100 (1d100)


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You are Kolinaisi Kaiko Wahtiri, Big Man, Captain of the Something Fierce, brother of Angron, and Primarch. You have fought Sea Monsters, Regular Monsters, Drukhari, Slavers and now you are fighting Daemons. And not too long ago it was your seventh birthday. Your world is changing more and more each day, but each day you rise to the challenge with strength.

Right now the challenge that has begun is attempting to slay this Daemonic warrior, or rather fight him enough to learn more about what is going on [bold] before [/bold] slaying him. So far the entity has not been responding well to the background noises that are ongoing, and much to your shock, they really can't take banter.

So you decide it's time to get spicy with this fight.

"So how many more of you idiots do I have to fight before I fight the big one in charge of you?" You ask as you swing at the being, who is barely able to block the strike of your axe, which you reward with a fast backhand.


"I am starting to think you couldn't fight your way out of a wet sack cloth." You comment as you parry the beings sword and follow up with a headbutt. The being charges you and attempts to cleave you only for you to dodge it's incredible swing.

[bold]"FIGHT ME YOU COWARD. STOP PRANCING ABOUT LIKE SOME AELDARI MAIDEN!"[/bold] It screams as it begins to swing wildly so you answer back with a swing of your axe knocking the being back near a wall. The being charges again at you and screams.

"Which one of these beings do you follow? The one of being terrible at fighting?" You ask knowing that it is causing the being to become more enraged as it swings where you are able to block repeatedly where it repeatedly roars.

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Well, I got nothing.
Guess I'll just hope the right option isn't to put his brain in a jar because this is some DAoT blade that is impossible to stop or something.
If only we could ask Martin or UR for help identifying the wound.
Actually, we should probably ask or someone here if they can find the weapon, knowing how it looks like could help with the meta search.
It's ok.

I see what the answer was, and the reasoning. I will do a write up later.

Know that you have saved the life.
Fuck yeah, chosen terran spy gets to live.

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The dice you put in the "options" box is:

>What is /conqst/?
/conqst/ is a 4Chan story-telling game that is just like Risk but allows you to have more freedom in defining your civilization. By joining this game, you are constantly involved with the drastic changes of the global story through events, new civilizations, strong national strategies, and diplomacy.

>Can I join/Stop playing?
Yes and yes! Read the how to play guide. If there isn't any free territory (shaded in white), some players may be nice enough to give you land or allocate a puppet state. If not, then you could wait until the next game (or when I kick out inactive players). If you want to stop playing, just either let me know or stop going to this thread.

>How hard is it to learn how to play this game?
Not too hard. You start with 5 territories as one nation, expand until you can't expand, and choose to either attack, fortify, or defend. Plain and simple. You also get +1 attack and +1 defense for every certain amount of territories you own, and gain National Strength (NS) and gold every roll. The how to play guide covers more on all of this.
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and also support Mr. Eaten
Rolled 6 (1d10)

shit forgot dice
Rolled 6 (1d10)

Attack on all fronts. Defend from my fotified territories. Die, foul monster!
I declare myself the winner.

I hope conqst is alright

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