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>There is a Magic The Gathering manga by this name though it does not take the plot I'm presenting here

In 1992 a small company named Wizards Of The Coast released a card game to the public that was attacked hard by Evangelicals for it's depiction of demons, wait is, and occult themes. Rather than pussy out as a non-anime timeline would, they doubled down and relegated their card game to being sold in the back of Witch shops and Flea Markets like tarot or Quija boards. The game proclaims that players make soul pacts with their cards and the other player that whoever wins will have their wish come true. Many events could be claimed to be the work of Magic but none can be proven. preventing Y2K, 9/11, nothing burger over the Mayan Colander, Trump becoming president...

The meme magic may or may not be real. But parents concern is that it's marketed toward kids. And for those who do take it seriously it is a heavier cost that the cards themselves or the little mana symbols over them knowing at the end of the day there is no God to judge you, no karma, no monkey's paw... If you are willing to take it it is yours. Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the law. As such many Law of Attraction and soft occult books at least mention or outright serve as strategy guides and price almanacs for these cards.

You are a typical 14 year old soft boy who girls don't like and guys hate you more for being a nerdt cuck believing in fairy tales. But the good news is this is the last day of school for good. They're completely shutting the doors and online classes will become the new normal. No doubt do to Covid but it does beg the question... Did some mad lad wish for no more school? Or worse did someone wish for Corona? There's a few kids whom you know but don't generally talk too much who also play if you wish to learn more.

>You can go talk too Rex. Asian kid who almost got suspended for getting overheard saying he was gonna go ER on everyone at this fucktard school.
>Weevil. A short bowl headed asshole who most of the time says he's too busy doing it for free running one of Magic The Gathering's sub reddits.
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The list is as follows

Bandit Keith vs Rex

Chazz vs Mai

You vs Jack Atlas

First response can pick up to 2 colors to "manage limited consistency".
The second and third response can roll 3d6 to see how the plot will be advanced for match ups not related to your duel

After the first 3 players have been eliminated it will be an all or nothing among 3 of you. Jack is terrible at hiding his secret identity though not only with his loud obnoxious voice but his...
>OH WOW LOOK AT THAT MYTHIC uhh I mean... What a LAME card I cannot believe I could pull such a LAME card, must be the fact that SOME OLD GEEZER not naming names, wouldn't let me smoke during proceedings.
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>>4520623
>Black and white
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Rolled 6, 3, 5 = 14 (3d6)

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Rolled 3, 1, 3 = 7 (3d6)

>>4520623
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>>4520623
If you want to be able to simulate boosters from previous sets you can use this website. http://mtgen.net/

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+Intro+
In the grim darkness of the 41st millennium there is only war. Imperium of Man, once strong and proud, now is slowly crumbling, whole regions of space are lost to the horrors that lurk in the darkness of the void. Sector Deus is just one of the thousands of Imperial provinces that form the front line in the war to defend Humanity itself. Corruption from within and aggression from without threaten it. But the Emperor sends us hope. High Lords of Terra commissioned a Chapter of Adeptus Astartes, finest warriors Humanity has ever seen, to defend this region of space. They are the last line of defence that hold Age of Ruin at bay. They are the Ghosts of Retribution and this is their tale.

+Briefing+

Chapter Chronicles and starting point for the novice initiates:
http://chapterquest.wikia.com/wiki/Chapter_Quest_Wiki

Last thread:
>>4480319

Battle voxcaster frequency, all allies are welcome to join:
https://kiwiirc.com/nextclient/irc.rizon.net/#RisingSons

+Unused power slips away.+
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>>4519865
https://client01.chat.mibbit.com/?channel=%23RisingSons&server=irc.Rizon.net
Stay a while and listen.
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Unfortunately the GM has collapsed due to overworking. Next session is scheduled for Monday 9th November.

>>4519865
Hey Zippy sorry to disappoint.
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>>4519892
Np. DESU, this month has been a bit of a hard one. Hope he gets some good sleep as well.
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>>4519869
Unfortunately, I was very busy today. I'll try to catch you guys later though. :^)
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Love this, only wish that i could be more active.

Your name is Alphonse Renoir. You are the sole prince of a well off kingdom called Lilaros. You’re supposed to be getting married today.

Key words being: supposed to.

Your mother and father are marrying you off to the princess of Drunia, her name is Lilian Bergamo. Lilian is a real bitch. Pretty bitch, but still a huge bitch. The very definition of a brat. Besides the point, you really don’t like being used as a pawn for political schemes. This is just an attempt by your two kingdoms to form an alliance and crush the other two, instead of ending this stupid war the right way.

So you’re running away. You promised yourself you’d go out and see the world on a grand adventure before you had to handle the burdens of princely life, and you’re sticking to that promise.

You have a set of regal looking light armor, a silver sword, a bag for carrying more items, several pouches of gold, and a smoking habit you should really make an effort to quit.

What you don’t have, is a plan.

What the hell should you do?

>Fake your own kidnapping, maybe you could convince a bunch of knights to act like they’re taking you away.

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>>4529611
>Master of Deceit
This is another choice, right?
>>4529616
>Borrow from trainees.
In line with previous choice.
>>4529619
It's fine. Formatting is OP only anyways.
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>>4530992
Yeah, this is a choice. i forgot to make that clear. sorry for that. I should probably make a tripcode.

Anyways, uh. Choose.

[blue] It seems like your bluff worked against her. You were a master of deceit and lies, using all your advantages to the fullest, and excellent at coercion. Most of your best attempts of deluding hadn’t worked against her, and you didn’t expect for her to believe you with this kind of situation, so you were quite surprised. (+4 to Charisma and Wisdom, +2 to Deception and Social related rolls) [/blue]

[red] It seems like your bluff worked against her. You were not a man of words, preferring to go straight to the point despite your royal rearing. Growing up with swords and guns, not that adept with social interactions other than formalities, you were extremely surprised. (+4 to Constitution and Strength. +2 to Physically related, and Military-related rolls) [/red]
[green] It seems that your bluff worked against her. You weren’t much of a man of words, more of a scholar. It didn’t help that you had a higher comprehension than most, and your curiosity for knowledge. You can make your presence unnoticable with ease, and was very light on your feet. Although you can lead a conversation with ease, in front of this princess, a super social butterfly, you were surprised. (+4 to Dexterity and Intelligence. +2 to Stealth-related, Perception, and Academic rolls.) [/green]

I'll leave this open for you guys to decide(for the fleshing out of character).

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After a moment of thinking, you decided to borrow from the trainees. I mean, they’re naive and easy to mislead, except for the 5th one. With your charisma it would be pretty easy to do so.

Now, if you remember correctly, the barracks were pretty near to the guard towers. The five should be in their dorms painting their knight armor black.

… Or, so you thought. Only one was doing so, and it was surprisingly the fifth one. The others were either missing or talking with each other. You frowned, but you heed no mind to it.

As soon as they saw you, they kneeled, “Your Highness!”

“Where are the others?”

“They went outside to wash off the black paint, sir.”

Hm? “Defying orders from the prince?” You felt annoyed. You were still mindful of your status, and felt unsettled that recruits of all people wouldn’t listen to you.

“Well… um-”

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>>4532236
>The Casemate(In the building you're in, used to store artillery)
No one should look for the missing prince in the arsenal, I guess.
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>>4532272

Well, alright ^^. Since no one's really voted for the character building one, Master of Deceit it is.

Writing now.

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History...is faulty. It doesn't detail the great men and women of Prehistory.

This, is a story of those men and women.

What do your people look like?

>Short, with large brows and a receding jaw
>Tall, with a mostly flat face and a prominent jaw
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>>4526924
>Carve Symbols into it
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>>4526924
>>Carve Symbols into it
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>>4526924
>Carve Symbols into it
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>>4526924
>Carve Symbols into it
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>>4526937
>>4526946
>>4526998
>>4527035
Symbol time

The year is 2021. The United States of America has descended into Civil War once again. 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 remnants of the US military, patriotic warlord groups, and U.N. Peacekeepers. Texas is it's own republic again, and the West Coast has turned into a Chinese puppet state run by powerful tech mega-corporations. The whole 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 and supporting itself via meth trade. Having fled your former territory in Southern California, you have established a presence in Arizona, specifically in the village of Mobile just southwest of Phoenix.
Your radical group has proved itself to be capable negotiators in securing support from not only the original inhabitants of the town, but also the larger community of Maricopa just down the highway. You have also proven yourselves to be a fearsome presence on the battlefield, having just taken control of a Native American raider base in the Sierra Estrella mountains through a creative combination of ambush tactics, vehicular combat, chemical weaponry, and bayonet rushes. In taking control of the base for Maricopa, however, you have likely had a major effect on their fate. How specifically is to be seen and to be decided.
Your immediate enemies, the aforementioned Native American raiders, have been taken care of, but there are still plenty of other dangers. They range from groups of roving bikers, potential cartel elements, foreign government actors (maybe in your own faction) and probably other groups in the Arizona Badlands you haven't met yet. The proverbial elephant in the room though is the major urban center of Phoenix. Phoenix is currently occupied with a massive war raging between the communist Phoenix Occupied Zone (POZ) and a loose coalition of right wingers. If either faction takes control of the city, it will immediately become the regional hegemon and a threat to everyone else. And of course Chinese owned California or another outside faction could start making moves in the area at any time.
Your short-term goal is to deal with immediate threats and build up the town. Your medium term goal is to secure Arizona and start retaking California. Your end goal is to bring the Glory of Christ to the entire country, no matter the cost in blood, meth, or tears...
Past Threads:

1: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/4430603/
2: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/4473866/
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Rolled 14, 10 = 24 (2d20)

>>4544607
>Pleasantries & Oddities: Make small talk and chat about random subjects.
>Brass Tacks: Turn in the quest and get the rewards sorted out [Roll 2d20 if selected]
>Material Assessment: Ask about casualties, damage done to the town, and the general state of things.
>Nothing: Let the mayor choose for himself. See where he takes things.
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>>4544607
>Nothing: Let the mayor choose for himself. See where he takes things.
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>>4544734
You forgot the Political situation, lad.
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>>4544607
>>Nothing: Let the mayor choose for himself. See where he takes things.
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Rolled 9, 20 = 29 (2d20)

>>4544607
>Nothing: Let the mayor choose for himself. See where he takes things.
This. Eventually he will come to mention not only how we completed his assignment, but how we defended Maricopa even though we had 0 incentive not to (also good to know what's currently going on through his mind). If he does not mention it, go straight to this:
>Brass Tacks: Turn in the quest and get the rewards sorted out [Roll 2d20 if selected]

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ojIKoKNBwN4

Welcome to Union Galaxy, Nova Capita.

Up until now you have lived a peaceful life under its protection. This was the agreement struck between your predecessors to ensure the reality that more peaceful days will be realized by future generations and the remainder of your natural life.

However.

With the expansion of a 4th Dimensional Conflict to prevent a Ragnarok Class Event, you are now being asked to do your part for Nova Capita and the greater part of Humanity.

And if not for them, then for me.

And if not that- then for yourself.

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>>4529150
"Affirmative, sir."
>>4529503
"Well it's good to have at least one person suited for leadership in Red. Even if the rank doesn't line up."
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>>4529518

Got it. You will be deployed after fast phases.
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>>4529476
(Are you going to be ok for fast phases?)
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Jockeys mission will begin in less than 8 hours due to an astronomic anomaly! Prepare to FOLD !

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>>4530027
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>>4529986
Alas, I wont.

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It's been 3 months since I last continued my story. I've missed it.

Give suggestions on how the story will continue...

Story so far:
https://www.deviantart.com/lom678/art/Part131-851368151
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>>4543062
Balanceon uses vantablack and light beam
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>>4543541
where did that other comment came from ?
Now we go get our respect with the guy for winning
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/vp/ drawthread

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You hurtle through the ageless abyss. distant points of light pass by over eons of flight. There is no before and no after. Just an endless sameness as you fly to some far away and unknowable terminus. You are alone in the dark, conscious only of yourself and the vacuum of space. One of the points of light becomes brighter. It is drawing near. You see it grow larger and larger still. It is not a point of light. It is a brilliant burning star. Its massive gravity well bends your trajectory. You cannot comprehend its size. You are filled with awe. It is like the presence of God.
You bend around the star and you fly away from it. You look back at it, longingly.
You realize that you're heading toward a rock. It grows near. It isn't nearly as big as the star, but much bigger than yourself. Its gravity well will catch you. Your flight is ending. You take a look at this rock.
It is partly blue and partly green. The top and bottom are white. It seems to have some kind of atmosphere. Upon entering the atmosphere you begin to burn. You expend the vast majority of your energy just trying to survive this ordeal. But you can control your descent somewhat. You can choose where you want to land. It might be important. You're not likely to be moving very much after you land.

A. The rocky and temperate shoreline of a peninsula. You can sit on the beach and watch the sun. The weather should be moderate. Marked in red.

B. The frozen north. You'll be able to look at the sun for months at a time. You won't have to worry about rain. Marked in purple.

C. On the shores of a large lake in the middle of a forest. There should be plenty to look at there. Marked in yellow.

D. write-in
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>>4526462
>Boost!
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>>4526462

>Boost! Boost! Boost! Boost!
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>>4526462
have one of them wield the axe from our stone flesh and use it to drain and kill any challengers we could try and assimilate the tribe
>>4526589
>>4526580
>>4526525
lets do it in a effective way using the axe and also letting us have more direct control in the battle or well skirmish or diplomacy by using pictograms with the axe
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>>4526733
+1
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>>4526733
+1

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Ever been to Dunwall? Half its streets reek of piss and shit. Half its people would sooner put a knife on your back than gift you a pint of beer. Yet half the Empire's wealth and commodities come from Dunwall.

1854. It's been two years since the coup and sacking of Dunwall by Delilah Copperspoon.

We incarnate Alber Shetling, son of Raymon and Ley Shetling. He has a younger sister, Deirdre. The Shetling family lives in the island of Gristol, they hail from the sprawling city of Dunwall as do most folks in the Isle.
[+1 Streetwise, +1 Alertness]

Of a poor background, Raymon worked at a whale oil processing plant by the docks, Ley worked as a maid in her younger years, then at a fish stall when she became too old for that. The two children Alber and Deirdre spent much of their early childhood sheltered by their mother Ley, until she eventually returned to her work and by the time both children became physically able, they started working with their parents at their jobs.

Alber learned the trade of whale oil processing, mostly physical labor requiring little in terms of detail as thanks to Anton Sokolov’s efforts, it was all done by machines. Raymon still wanted to teach his son of all the small tricks he learned during the job in order to keep it. You had to know when a silo was filled, where to best slam the machine into the crying leviathans, when a tank of whale oil stopped being efficient. At night, the cries of the whales haunted your dreams, sometimes they sang beautifully. Your father Raymon also had these dreams.

[+1 Strength, +2 Crafts (Whale Oil), +1 Occult]

When you were 15, the Copperspoon Coup happened. Your father smelled trouble and took your whole family out of Dunwall and into the countryside. You headed inland and built a makeshift home along with many other refugees. Your father became a leading figure among these people, respected by all for his caring attitude towards his fellow man. As his son, you proudly attempted to help him in his duties, though your tasks were mostly as a messenger and a leader of a gang of adolescents who ‘kept the peace’ among the refugees, it was the first time you truly struck out to make something of yourself, and since then you could not forget that beautiful feeling of working together with others for a common cause. By the time you went back to Dunwall, the gang had dissolved and your father was nothing once more, though he had earned the respect of many who had survived.


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Sad day
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Quest is dead, Press F to pay respects.
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>>4538295
F
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>>4538295
F

We hardly knew ye.
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F

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It all started the during the Second Cold War, after humanities technological Golden Age. Exponential growth lead to fears of being left behind, technologically, which lead to countries secreting away their technology in fears it would be secreted away... human nature, what can you do... These technologies were wondrous, magnificently so, and effectively made every nation invulnerable to all but nuclear warfare. Unfortunately, this was a flaw; so when war inevitably came, it did so via nuclear hellfire.

And that's when something most particular happened: an alignment of several celestially phenomena occurred during this conflict, it acted as an occult-like sacrificial ritual. Rifts in both space and time opened up and the death howls of a billion souls called out into the dark abyss of the megaverse, and the abyss answered. The survivors of this horrific nuclear holocaust found themselves facing off with all sorts of multi-dimensional fiends, lasting nearly ~300 years until the Rifts "calmed down" and became "less active". Much of there heroics, and suffering, have been lost to time.

The year is 22XX, also known as 110PA (post apocalypse), and the world is soon to be flooded with supernatural evils including Deevils to Dæmons. Overall, it's Tuesday, a day like any other on RIFTS Earth. You are, well, whoever you chose to be. High technology, high magic, mind-over-matter, or a little bit of everything- the choice, the story, the quest... is all yours. Anything can step through a Rift, though it's often stranded (or exploited) once stuck on RIFTS Earth.

To save on creation, character or otherwise, some options have been bulked together:
>(nick)name

>race
>class
v here is a list to help you chose v
>https://www.palladiumbooks.com/forums/viewtopic.php?f=30&t=127182
>alternatively, give me an idea and I'll find the best match ^


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>Grab as many coins as you easily carry and climb out
I let a failed/success roll decide which I'd pick

Successful Climb Check
You back away from this sword and take the longer way around the pool, stopping only to pile in fistfuls treasure right into your bag. You don't discriminate, piling in anything you can grab a hold of (sand and plant-life included). You then throw the bag over your back and being to climb up the far end of the his cavern. Your largest fear is the water level; although stopped for now, the scattered bits of plant life are not a good sign. Hopefully the lower levels of this cavern are still being filled, at least buying you time, before it finally spills over into here. There could be other explanations for your current situation, but you are no longer interested in evaluating the location any further. You just want to leave and do so in record time, climbing up a "corner" in the cavern before lifting yourself up into a hole at its ceiling. The climb doesn't take long, three minutes total, though you could not remember hearing a sound until pulling yourself out of a rock formation several yards from the river.

7:16am
The sun is already rising, which can't possible be correct as you had only been inside the cave for a few minutes. . . not 4 to 5 hours. Though in your experience, the sun doesn't lie. You call out to your horse and it finds you in only a few moments, though you did have to yell a few times. As you climb up, you can feel a heavy weight pulling you down. Not the treasure, although heavy, but your ragged sleepless state. Corod is the closest place to you, both for sleep and repair, as the armor at your arms and lends is only held together by scraps of fabric at your torso. Heading back in your state is not even worth consideration, so you move forward with your haul (which is approximately 3,500,000cr in mixed-metal precious coins). You'll arrive at the outskirts of Corod at 10:16am. The area will be bustling with activity as people move between this commune of four collective villages, situated in a snaking line (one after the other).

due to the happenstance surrounding the previous random encounter, I will not be offending if you want to "change course".
>Proceed as planed; get new/fix armor, more eClips, food, and sleep before you tring and locate some gypsies (stay loyal, stick to the plan, for now).
>You are your own man, with your own person piggy-bank, it's time to reassess your priorities in life (write-in/custom; betrayal?).

Feel free to include a general/generic shopping list: (or don't, who knows if you'll ever return)
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>>4527364
>Proceed as planed; get new/fix armor, more eClips, food, and sleep before you tring and locate some gypsies (stay loyal, stick to the plan, for now).
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>>4527364
>Proceed as planed; get new/fix armor, more eClips, food, and sleep before you tring and locate some gypsies (stay loyal, stick to the plan, for now).

I still want a posse of gypsies.
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>>4527364
And I am interested in the sword, though I think it smart that we wait and come back with a bigger bag later (is there a Bag of Holding equivalent here? If so, buy). Otherwise refill on our clips and armor, supplies, a silencer potentially, a couple of health potions (or something equivalent, if there is any). If we don't find some gypsies here, should we invest in another member of our posse, lads?
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>>4535052
Also some rope, and climbing equipment is there is any (getting more gold would put the ranch back on the table, that is if we wanted to build it near vampires).

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SCUM EDITION

You are now off to save the princess of Halloween but the catch is you must at least hire one of these guys as your bodyguard in your journey (guild policy) You only have 2000 G to spend. Which will it be?
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>>4516673
>[] Persuade him to lower the price
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>>4516673
>they need to be present.
Time to call his bluff.
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>>4516673
>[] "If I'm to hire two people, I'd rather they be present when I pay them."
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>>4516673
>I only have 2000 G, take it or leave it
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>>4516673
>[] "If I'm to hire two people, I'd rather they be present when I pay them."

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OH SHIT NIGGA, you are the skeleton Rasputin, son of the skeleton villain LOLISNIFFER. You serve the glorious UNITED SHOTA SNIFFING REPUBLIC as 1 of its top commanders and enforcers. You plan to help the USSR's great leader: SHOTASNIFFER achieve supervillainy. But it's not going so well.

Currently, you've been roped into a date with an armored superheroine. Clearly this is the heroes' league attempt to spy on the Skeleton Island. Better watchout.
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Rolled 38 (1d100)

>>4543365
And right now she's plenty angry
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"Something chewed through the wires, I'm fixing it"
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>>4543372
did she activate rage mode yet
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What's activating is some bullshit that I gotta fucking attend to.

Thread suspend yes, will continue laters.
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>>4543381
>FUCK OP
no

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The walk home from school was never very fun, especially on the days that were unfortunate enough to cross paths with Billy. The schoolyard bully spent many days skipping school, but he never missed an opportunity to harass those smaller than him. Luckily, today was not one of those days as he was usually found outside the local Cafe smoking a cigarette. Cars drove up and down the brick road, and in-between a sedan and a pickup truck, Anon crossed to the far side. Hopping up on the sidewalk, he peered into the storefronts as he continued up the bustling city street. As Anon approached the corner liquor store, he noticed a small door he hadn't realized was there, with a single shop window that gazed into a long, narrow room.

Maybe it was all the times that Billy had chased him down the sidewalk, but he had never seen this storefront before and was fairly certain where the liquor store ended the laundry shop began. Looking in from the window, Anon could see a man in the far back smoking a cigar while reading a book. The shop looked dark and hazy, with various items and trinkets all over the walls, which reached far into the second story of the building. A ladder attached to a track on the wall shelf sat near the shop entrance, but Anon couldn't see the top of it as much as he tried to peer into the shop.

Backing away to look at the sign, Anon saw something out of the corner of his eye... Billy! He was outside the Cafe across the street, smoking his cigarette and gazing up the road away from Anon. He must have missed the bully by mere moments when he passed, but the sight of him scared Anon and he rushed into the dingy store. A small bell sounded as he pushed open the big wooden door and stepped into the cigar fog, and the bell rang a second time as he pushed the big door shut.

"Can I help you?" the Old Man croaked from the far end of the room, gazing over his book through small, round glasses.

Though unsure of what exactly was sold in the shop, Anon called out to the man, "I came to buy some things," as he rustled through his pockets for what little money he had. Pulling out his change he quickly counted 84 cents and one dollar coin. He was sure he had a couple bills in his wallet and peered up into the dimly lit store at its contents. Massive rows of shelves showed what appeared to be small plastic boxes lining the store all the way up to what looked like the third story of the building. In the shopfront case that divided the narrow room in half, Anon could see electronic devices laid out for sale. I must be in a video game store! he thought to himself, but he had never played a video game before. His parents shunned new technology and they only had a simple black and white television at home for watching the news.
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>>4513171
>sneak into the captain's quarters
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>>4513171
>>sneak into the captain's quarters
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>>4513171
>This game is boring. Can you make it better?
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>sneak into the captain's quarters
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>>4513171
>sneak into the passenger quarters

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Welcome to a quest that takes place in the world of pokemon. You live in the region of Dinister, a warm region separated in two halves, south that is arid with plains and semi-deserts, and the northwest that is slightly cooler, but covered in forest. The mainland is split by a large mountain range, Barania, causing this rain shadow.
You live in Palmbeach, a port town in the south, with a beautiful beach at the seaside, and grassy meadows surrounding it. It is somewhat of a resort, but not exclusively so. The dockyards here produce many fine boats, but are somewhat outcompeted when making larger ships.
Like most kids, you wanted to be a pokemon trainer growing up, and while your dad was a ranger for some years when he was younger, neither him or your mom have been the typical trainers in a long while, and as such it took all the while until you were 15 until you were trusted to become a pokemon trainer on your own.
Fortunately for you, your cousin, Jens, was already a quite prolific trainer, and once he got to know that you were becoming a trainer, he offered you a Pokemon. Reasonably, it would be one of his specialization, which is...
>Ground. Like many people in the region, he favours the ground type pokemon, while common, many see their reliability as a boon. (this will improve generalist skill, and make trekking in the southern parts easier.)
>Steel. The defensive behmoths, mostly found in Mount Barania and most can be considered as an anchor in a storm - tough. (this will move you to a more defensive battlestyle, and make your pokemon harder to knock out.)
>Dragon. Rare and powerful, many dragon tamers are among the elite of trainers, but also eccentric due to the time investment in dragon pokemons, many are in awe when seeing high-level dragon pokemons due to their sheer power. (this will move you to an offensive battlestyle, and with more offensive prowess. However, most dragon pokemon take considerable investment. Consider this
"harder-mode")

(whichever you choose, i will randomly roll for what Pokémon's are available in the region for the corresponding type.)

And lastly, what's your name?
>write in
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Rolled 5 (1d6)

>>4515553
>>Well, it's on! fight. Start of with an ember, and keep a distance
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Rolled 2 (1d6)

>>4515553
>Well, it's on! fight. Start of with an ember, and keep a distance. (1d6)
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Rolled 4 (1d4)

>>4515553
>Well, it's on! fight. Start of with an ember, and keep a distance. (1d6)
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Rolled 1 (1d4)

>Well, it's on! fight. Start of with an ember, and keep a distance. (1d6)
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Ded quest

Apocalypse. That was the only word that could describe the scene. It was a town of middling size, perhaps home to no more than four thousand souls in prosperous times. It’s position on the edge of the vast mountain range no less than a weeks ride away kept it from receiving many travelers. Except those willing to brave the wilds and its many dangers.

Yet nothing within that damned frontier should be capable of this. Nary a building remained standing. Roofs collapsed, pillars shattered into many pieces, fallen walls with their windows blasted open and scorched. The carnage was vast, staggering, yet eerie in its uniformity and silence. Everything was burned, all bearing the mark of flame strong enough to turn paved roads into jagged hellscape. Pools of molten rock still bubbled, a hungry golden-red heat at the core of every vision into hell.

He didn’t know what drew him to the smoke in the distance. He was a very adventurous man, smoke meant danger. There was no profit in danger. Call it instinct, a gut feeling, a premonition, stupidity... Too much to call it. So he felt it, he gave in. He would have nightmares about this for the rest of his life. In the dark, screaming as the fire ravaged corpses called out for salvation he couldn’t possibly provide. There was much profit to be had in imagination, sometimes the expense didn’t justify it he found.

He didn’t know what he was looking for. He however expected many things. A creature of the infernal planes curled within the center of the devastation, the severed heads of those who incurred a blood-oath, signs of haphazard looting, a magician cackling to himself madly. There was none of the sort.

Naught but the flame.

And the boy.
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>>4511761
>No need for theatrics you’ll ambush them
>Drakeblood - Burning blood rages in your veins. Possessed of a keen reflex, an instinct for combat, and your natural constitution you’ve become proficient with many weapons and their use. None within the caravan have yet to best you in fair combat.
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>>4511761
>No need for theatrics you’ll ambush them
>Dragon’s Grasp - Your hands emit heat whenever you are in combat. Unable to wield weapons effectively you’ve focused your physique for physical combat
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>>4512386
supporting.
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>>4512386
+1
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>>4512386
Supporting




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