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Chara wakes up in a strange new place!

You, the player have Powers to affect the narrative at each interval, but can't overwrite their personality or assume direct control.
You can recommend divergent changes, for example, someone or something appearing where it wouldn't. Or direct a course of action for a character.
Chara's gender is not explicit. It will otherwise remain ambiguous to allow for every anon to have Chara be the gender they want them to be.
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For those who would prefer it, I have a version of this up on Ao3 now. I've tried to make it as faithful to the games formatting, but I may need to still increase the spacing between new lines. You'll only be able to see it afaik with an account.

>[Item]Get excited about the flowers.
If we want to keep information hidden from mama I feel like this is the best way to do it. I don’t think calm, cool, and collected mama would want to make a scene over Chara talking about something like flowers in front of everybody. Though the real reason I’m choosing this though is because I want to see the look on Isabella’s face as she thinks she’s going to have a really important discussion full of intrigue and vague threats only to be bombarded with Chara’s flower autism.

Also this quest has made me start watching The Promised Neverland and although I’m only a couple episodes in I’m really enjoying it.
My suggestion is not to watch season 2 farther than a couple episodes. Things get very convinient for the heroes from there after

is bumping not a thing in /qst/? I figured I couldn't because I'm OP, but you didn't raise the thread to the front page either.

In any case, I think you'll be surprised about what mama wants to talk about.
Rather new personally, but here's what I know:
Threads autosage after around a week. No more bumping to the front page after that. People usually bail when the thread is on page 10 regarding bumps. You should be sorting by last reply, especially on a slow board like this.
Well, I can't be too upset, I kind of wanted a do-over of the thread since there's a lot of mess.

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Welcome to /qtg/, a place to argue about quests. Levelhead edition.

>What is a quest?
An interactive story in which the Quest Master writes and provides the readers with options on how to proceed. Dice may or may not be included.

Useful links:
An old collection of advice and guides. It is worth a look for a new QM.

Archive of quest reviews:

Quest discord:

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So, how rare are pentas?
Very rare. That means the quest has accumulated a lot of positive energy.

And ... we're back! Collapsing's seventh thread is up and ready to go!
Welcome back, QM. I hope finals went well.

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Girls und Panzer Quest 13: The Commemorative Cup! The Saunders Culture Festival!

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Sunday 24th September (Day 165)

You’re up before your alarm. The match against Saunders is scheduled for today and like most other Sensha-Do matches it’s scheduled to happen relatively early in the day. You turn over and you see Yuzu, still asleep next to you, and Otto strewn out across the bed by your feet. You kill your alarm before it can go off and scratch Otto’s head before getting up. You debate waking Yuzu but she’s been working hard enough on the whole commemorative cup so you decide against it.

After breakfast and quickly getting changed, you head back to the bedroom to grab your phone.

“Are you going somewhere?” Yuzu asks as you reach the bedroom door.

“Yep, we got a match soon, against Saunders,” you reply. “I thought it better not to wake you since you’ve been working so hard.”

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>>Maintain position and continue dealing with the chaff.
They probably won't go after us until Darj gets knocked out.
>Maintain position and trade with the Shermans.
I feel if we back off they'll just move south and join with the main force.
We may as well fight them where we have a terrain advantage.
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Rolled 54, 67, 61 = 182 (3d100)

>Maintain position and continue dealing with the chaff.
>Maintain position and trade with the Shermans.
>>Maintain position and continue dealing with the chaff.
>>Maintain position and trade with the Shermans.
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The Grail War continues, and you've been transported to a fortress outside of regular reality that Yamata-no-Orochi is planning to use to achieve a true form of godhood.

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

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

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

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Time alter, at least how kiritsugu used it, isnt that OP, i guess, even with it kirei would have killed him if not for avalon.
Time Alter still isn't shit against servants

Still seems very easy, the only problem would be not killing everyone in sight I guess
>Fate has been Shonenshit for a while now.
Always has been.
>Everyone needs to be exponentially more powerful and the stakes need to constantly be raised but because TYPES are still meant to be the big dick swingers we have people capable of fucking destroying the universe but can't destroy the planet.
>Because texture lol.
No, Da Vinci explains it in FGO. No one can destroy the planet because there are countermeasures put in place. Alaya, Gaia, and probably powerful mages, artifacts, Phantasmal Beasts and other unexplained shit would prevent it. An Anti-Planet NP could destroy a planet, an Anti-Star NP could destroy a star, etc. if Fate were to ever crossover with Dragon Ball or some shit, because Alaya, Gaia, etc don't exist there.
Goetia had enough energy to time travel, destroy and recreate the planet as he saw fit, he got that energy from the Human Incineration and weakened Alaya with it. Beast Olga bleached the surface of the planet and weakened Alaya as well. Other full-fledged Beasts should be able to do the same. Though not the ones which were defeated in the middle of powering up like Kiara or Kama, and not the ones purposefully holding back like Tiamat or Fou.
Thanks for the explanation of things I already know and don't care about, 1 Post by this ID.

New thread.
I don't know, this quest has a habit of taking things from canon and escalating them into the stratosphere.
Who's to say Acht won't have subjugated the spirit of Saturn and became a child devouring god of time and restriction by the time we get around to dealing with him?

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The Archduke of Strossvald was in a sorry state of late. He was never a man who stood as tall as before once he had grown old, but the death of his heir, his last son, weighed heavily upon him. Minister of Defense Keidel Von Stropfe came to see the ruler of Strossvald’s united duchies for matters of national strategy, but when he bent in recognition of whom he served, he couldn’t help but see that the man sat with the same weight in his chair as had grown on his eyes, his cheeks. A discomforting air- and one he could not stop seeing as he gave the Archduke his analysis of the present situation.

“My lord,” the Minister said heavily, though the news he had brought was not dire nor unexpected in any way, he leaned upon his cane as though to try and bear some of the weight of what the Archduke seemed to have pressing down upon him, “The development in the new state of Almize is preceding apace of what the Intelligence Office has planned, but Von Forsgildr is stating that he cannot provide the requested amount of troops with present relations being what they are with Netilland. With the current trend both in Plisseau as well as what is happening between Netilland and their enemies, I doubt Von Forsgildr will be able to provide the commitment required of him any time soon. Another territorial lord must be made to commit to supplement the planned deployments, including that of the Army of Strossvald, else my analysts predict that Almizea will not weather the coming conflict over its sovereignty…”

“Hmm.” The Archduke frowned slightly, but was paying this little thought, “Select who you wish. Or have a volunteer step forward. It matters not.”

Von Stropfe swallowed hard and rocked on his cane. “My lord, such is the decision expected of you. A decision of importance. To make this a matter of competition between lords invites delay that the Intelligence Office claims to not be acceptable-“

“What? Is it not part of the Office’s master plan?” the Archduke scoffed and leaned upon an arm, “The new tensions were sparked by some fool agent of theirs, yet they claim that was completely part of their calculations. Willen could trip over his own shoelaces and he would claim it was all his flawless scheme. If you wish my decision, then that is it.”
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>>Fine. You’ll do it. Nothing to do but gain with this mission, even if you couldn’t take your m/32B. Here’s what you want, though…(Write in)
Im fine with either the promotion or tracking down that AT gun, but if I have to choose then promotion
>All these anons thinking a propotion in IO will somehow allow us to get rid of IO.
I never thought it would rid us of the IO but its a path I'd like to explore.
I dont think it's about getting rid of them at this point, I think it's more about gaining more clout with them so they treat us with more respect and offer us missions like this instead of kidnapping our fiance and forcing us on them.
I'd like to reserve a favor.




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>Turn order is green, blue, red, yellow
>Choose a tile of a different color and adjacent to the current color's turn to attack, last digit decides success. Grey tiles are Free Land, you don't need to roll to capture them.
>5> fails on normal tiles, 9> fails on capitals (marked with a star)
>On success, your color captures the tile
>If your capital falls, the rest of your tiles become Free Land
>Winner is the last color standing, or who has the most tiles by the end of the thread

This a game that began on /vst/, but due to several issues has been moved here.
There are several changes to the original rules, which are:
>one nation per player, if the player is inactive for 1h, another player can claim the nation
>green may only begin a new series of turns once the update has been posted, which may be posted by anyone

Roll by putting "dice+1d12" to your options
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you forgot to roll
>Grey tiles are Free Land, you don't need to roll to capture them.
>2 is a grey tile
>you forgot to roll
Someone fill in for red. I see all you lurkers. Post, you cowards!

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You are an ordinary High School Senior. Its the beginning of your final year at school, and when the time comes around to choose clubs you decide on the Occult Research club, hoping to use the joke of a club as extra study time. You are expected to get into college, after all.
But just for fun, what kind of paranormal things are youinterested in?
>Demon summoning
>Psychic phenomenon
>Monsters (Pick favorite:Vampires, Werewolves, Write in)
>Write In
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You decide to put up posters of the alien menace.
You don't have any posters. However, with a little bit of ingenuity, and a touch of concentrated autism, you manage to turn all of the unused pages in your school notebook into fliers. Your wrist hurts now, but its a small sacrifice for the greater good.
You use scotch tape to attach your fliers to walls, making sure there's nobody watching while you do so.
You travel between alleys to set up more fliers, but as you turn the corner a strange scene sits before you.

Four humanoids....FOUR ALIENS! They're all laying on the ground, seemingly unconscious and gathered around some sort of open metal crate. You count Three Greys, and one insectoid of indeterminate type.
>Run. This can't be good.
>Inspect the bodies.
>Inspect the crate
>Write in.
>Inspect the crate
Can't wait to find our Gantz suit :^)
>Inspect the crate
If Earthworm Jim taught me anything, it's that aliens ALWAYS have cool shit
Interesting, is it bipedal or have more of a animal shape?

Also, we shouldn't get our hopes too high, the popular kids might be fucking with us for a laugh again. However, if it is, we can finally rub it in their smug faces right after we find a news source untainted by racoon influence to show this too.

So my vote is:
>Inspect the crate
>Take picture if possible

Welcome to Joffrey Baratheon Self Insert Quest, where you play as the cursed QM Elsweyr who has been punished for his questing sins by being cast into the body of the most unlikable Game of Thrones character destined for failure and death on the day of his 12th birthday right before the events of the A Song of Ice And Fire novels start to occur.

Last time, Joffrey Baratheon won a Valyrian steel knife from Littlefinger betting on a joust, decided to stay in King's Landing for the events leading up to Jon Arryn's death, convinced Gendry to come with him to the Red Keep and informed his mother Cersei Lannister that he not only knew he was the product of her incest with Jaime Lannister, but also revealed to her the members of the Small Council who suspected the truth.

It's been one hell of a birthday.

Now, Joffrey Baratheon seeks to speak with his maternal and paternal uncle - Tyrion Lannister, the Imp.
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How common is Dragonglass, how expensive is it?
>Wait for the fireworks to explode tonight
Story time with dear ol' dad!
My understanding is that it's not too expensive because there aren't many uses for it, but it's not very easy for the average rando on the street to get hold of because it's only found in a few places. Of course, we're not some rando so I suppose if we just ask uncle The Mannis I'm sure he'd be happy (or as close as he ever gets to happy) to provide us with however much we want at a reasonable price.
new thread


From the first moment of the first age, that magical moment when the light of creation sprung into being, there was also darkness. For there can be no light without shadow, no day without night, no life without death. The specter of darkness has loomed over the world from its first moment of being and it will continue to do so until its last. The great wheel of time turns over and over, first bringing the ages of light into the fore, ages of peace and prosperity, of goodwill and wisdom, of great Kings and wise Queens who ruled with mercy and nobility. But as the wheel turns the light must fade and the time of darkness come. The stars spell out Ill omens that bring whispers to lips, the harvests lay fouled in the field and the hearts of men turn cold and black as ancient shadows stir from long rests and ancient terrors creep from forgotten places in the world.

The wheel of time turns ever onward and the light begins to fade. Scholars tell of the beginning of a new Dark Age, a time where evil will rear its ugly head and see the world turned to fire and ruin for centuries to come unless it can be stamped out in its infancy. These warnings will, as they long have been in past ages, largely ignored as decadence consumes the lineage of proud human Kings and the world weary Elves forget their old oaths of comraderie. It is time. Time for the rise of shadow. Time for the age of blood and wrath. Time for bloody handed vengeance and keen edged blades to carve the next chapter of the world in the flesh of thousands.

It is time for YOU.

>You are a simple Man.

>You are of the Savage Races.

>You are of the Elves.

>You are an Undying Evil.
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Seconding this question for QM. I say we start working on regaining our former glory.

Otherwise, +1ing this >>4752080
Count me in for >>4752080.
>sweet undead didn't wi-

So it's basically the same thing anyways, well whatever I guess.
why must all promising quests die?

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Earth 1962

Just a regular day in New York, New York. Well, your normal just happens to be rocketing between skyscrapers while trying to compensate for the stowaway you're towing around.

"This is a no-fly zone, Gobby!" shouts the Annoying Spider-Man as he kicks off and runs along the buildings you're trying to hit him with.

"It's a no-spider zone, Bugboy," you retort as you leap off of your glider, narrowly dodging his tackle as he swoops through the air beneath you. You then get your footing back before the fool can send the glider flipping through the air, and steer it down into a dive.

Spider-Man's eyes go wide (somehow?) as your Glider's "Hood Ornament" rams into his stomach and knocks the wind out of him.

Let's see, you're headed towards the ground at full throttle, plus the acceleration due to gravity, so you have mere seconds to decide how to end this joyride before the decision is made for you.

Besides the pavement getting more vivid in detail, you note that Spider-Man's fixing to do something. You have a sixth sense about these things when it comes to the guy, just when you think he's out he pulls you back in with those pesky webs.

>A. Grab him by the head, send your glider into a spin and toss him away.

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And the morning after that, not only did you have a raging headache, the door to the study appeared to have been cleanly sliced off its hinges, and your father was officially missing. The servants inquired about the missing valuables, and you told them about the robbery, but kept the hidden room a secret, because the hidden room was where you were hiding a dead body.

And on top of all that, you got another note, and another filmreel. The movie showed a very gruesome display of what appeared to be Norman Osborn getting torn apart and exposed, and when he reached his breaking point, so did his façade. And that body is shoved in the cooling compartment next to the Globulin Green drafts in all sorts of neat bags for organs and body parts and humours.

The note had this to say:
"Harry. This is the ghost of your father. This is possible because of the draft you imbibed. To curtail espionage or oversight on the serum's formula, I had all knowledge and original samples of the control destroyed, and everything we used from then on used my genetic code, with the serum's original state stored in my memory. Using the serum on myself heightened my mind's capabilities, and soon after, the serum was enhanced and evolved to the point of enhancing the body. And along with that, each time we had to extract more of my blood to code the serum to my DNA, the serum would enhance it as well. The Personalized Serum could store memory, of mind and body. When I had forgotten something, a dose would refresh it to the forefront of my mind. When an experimental batch had me swallowing my tongue and losing feeling in the left side of everything, a prior batch would restore my body to its normal state.

Of course, we had done animal testing. The Control Serum's effects on mice would make them get through mazes quicker, and also eat their competitors, but mice do that already. The Personalized Serum's effects on mice would have them mutate into tumors.

As for why it didn't turn you into a bunch of tumors, you have my blood. And now, the knowledge of the Control, as well as many other sciences."

You raise an eyebrow in consideration. After a bit of recalling, or, uh, calling, you can bring up that formula of his. As well as refreshers, well, to be more accurate, understandings on everything he drilled into you over the years and then some.

You go back to reading:

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You recall that pleasant dream you had with the beautiful and sometimes pregnant lady who was mixed-race Japanese and had the most beautiful black hair.

...black hair which you now remember seeing in a black-and-white photograph.

And that pleasant dream morphs into a nightmare.

After dry heaving a bit, you down the whiskey, coughing a bit but powering through the burning sensation, just so that you'll have something to throw up. Or maybe you'll get alcohol poisoning and die. In either case, you keep drinking.

"Your mother was an incredible woman. She had a saying that really inspired me, '変化は勤勉さと粘り強さから始まります。''"

"Change begins with hard work and persistence..." you repeat to yourself.

"もっと強く! もっと!"

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Why is Peter dressed like a Prospector?
>The gizmo is struck by a thrown object,
(The thrown object was the fire poker, forgot to mention it.)
70s fashion.

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With thanks to Chaos Undivided for the idea

The journey home from war is said to be the happiest part of a soldiers' life, though you don't very much agree with that line of thought. The journey home will no doubt be the hardest part for you; your life as a soldier was hard, yes, but it was a relief from the monotony of a noble-child's life.

Taking in the view of the terraced rows of building around you, there is no doubt in your mind that you're in Belavile. Though the capitol has its charms, the busy streets and opulent housing never really appealed to you. You've been here twice, not counting your current visit; once as a child, and again as a soldier getting ready to depart. Each time, you've met with fellow nobility, though in a more contemptuous tone the second-time around.

Walking along the streets to the train-station, you have trouble remembering the directions to get there. It's a bit of a shock to you. Before you entered the war, an automobile was a scarce luxury, now it's on every corner. You take care not to get hit by one, though with your luck, anything is possible. You do remember seeing a few of those machines at the trenches, mostly running logistics between the trench of Auvern and Collinor. You thought it was a miracle that the damned things could even drive in the weather you faced.

But even so, they did their job, and they did their job well. You wonder what father would’ve thought of their presence filling up the streets of the capitol. He was a more traditional man, no time for the toys of the morrow.
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“Is membership inheritable?” you ask.

“Ah,” Damien nods. “Technically, yes. However, even if your membership is inherited, new members are still expected to contribute in some way.”

“What exactly do you mean?”

“Various goals and tasks. I can’t really tell you what that would involve. You would have to announce an intent to join, and then I would confer with the rest of the membership.”

“You can’t pass along a hint?”

“I’m afraid not,” he frowns. “It would be easier for you, though. Your father was quite the prestigious member.”

“Well, that's something I’ll have to think about. What would membership entail? What do members do, besides charitable work, and what kind of responsibilities would I have?”

“Of course, you would have to swear the oath of membership. A promise that you will uphold the reputation of the club, as well as its secrets, practices, and rituals.”

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>>“My father left me his estate, but little else. He also gave much of his money to you. I need financial support to restore the estate.”
>“My father left me his estate, but little else. He also gave much of his money to you. I need financial support to restore the estate.”
>“Simply put, I need cash. My father gave you his wealth, and I need it. I’m prepared to join your fraternity if that’s what it takes.”

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After you wipe the sweat off your brow, Mary bursts in, clearly excited.

M: "Dad! Dad! It's time! I got a call, and there's a bunch of monsters in the city!"


She's far too chipper for this. Far too chipper.

As you grab your bag and start tying your boots, Teresa comes up from the basement.

T: "What's going on?"

>No time to explain, come with me!
>Monster hunting, hold down the fort while we're out!
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>>Keep drawing this out, the only way this is ending is whenever you burst out in laughter.



You just wish you could see the look on her face.

M: "He's done for. Just listen to him."

??: "H-He'll be fine Mary, stop it!"

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>Competely deadpan “Yes” while looking them directly in the eyes.

>>Competely deadpan “Yes” while looking them directly in the eyes.

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>“Nothing is so painful to the human mind as a great and sudden change.”

Wretched creature, you curse the man who rendered you this despicable form! With every emotion your body twists monstrously and it's a wonder you've remained in one piece. By all measures, and in the eyes of god, death would be preferable to this nightmarish fate...


While he walks and breathes free, you will not rest, you swear it! Justice, revenge, perhaps even remedy? Whatever it is, you won't just give up here!

Although, the angry mob that seems to be gathering outside may have something to say about that... stumbling around the abandoned laboratory, you try to calm your distorted mind enough to think of what to do. Some sort of desperate plan that will enable you to survive, in this open-ended dark fantasy world.

>What do you do?
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>Abomination possessed of super human abilities.
>Can undergo rapid mutation in response to stress.

So we're basically a Resident Evil boss.
New goal: Become tall vampire lady and reveal true form for dramatic boss fight.
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An interesting idea!

>72, 1

While it's nice to have made a new friend, you know that you will never be able to have peace until Victor is dealt with. Till some justice is had. What comes after that, you're not sure if you'll ever have a normal or even a decent life, but at least you can live without such bitter rage within you. In the steps to achieving a life again, that remains the initial obstacle.

So departure from here is your focus. Sadly you don't want to part with Izsak if he can help you, but you can't very well bring him with, right? If you're able to you'll return someday to thank him properly, but for now... maybe just leave him some money? You've got enough to spare. A goodbye letter would be your preference, but you can hardly write in this form, and to be frank you doubt a shepherd commoner would know how to read. So the money ought to do for now, and if you should be successful then you can return at a later date to make up for a more proper goodbye.

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Resting by day, traveling by night, with the physicality of a monster and the drive of a thing possessed you must have crossed half the country in your pursuit. To catch up to Victor and the head-start he had on you. But your mutations serve you well, especially your ability to track him the nearer you get, so that in under a week you've managed it... what countless hours of darkness were spent between only running and eating, nothing else. Whole days gone by resting from such exhaustion, and the strain upon your body almost too much to bear yet strengthening it all the same.

Surely it must be the greatest of harsh struggles in all your life, but by your own will and body you have achieved what you sought; Victor, the man himself.

Oh if only I could pray, that you go for a stroll in the woods!

Well, not exactly. Not personally, you don't have him in your grasp, yet. But you've managed to close the distance and finally caught up with him, and just in time you might add. A bustling little town, and just a couple days travel up this very river is the capital, where you would not be able to follow Victor any longer. By his own leisure he cared to make stops along the way, which gave you just the chance you needed to catch up to him. To think, in all that time and effort of overland travel, how often you considered to give up or even just take rests... only that drive for vengeance, is what kept you going.

And how it's paid off, as you skulk about the outskirts of the town, spying on Victor however you can. Having arrived in the coach you heard tell about, it appears he's sought lodging within town this night, maybe for tomorrow as well. But after that he will surely depart for the capital, and it will become prohibitively difficult to get to him... well even now, it's a huge risk, but it at least seems possible to you.

Worry not my love, we'll be together soon...

Really, it takes all your control to not fly into a rage and charge right into town seeking the man this very instant. But that which stopped you and saved your hide from such trouble, may also be the greatest obstacle remaining to you; the hunters. It seems either at the start of his journey or along the way, Victor picked up a pair of travel partners... guards more like, a grim bunch dressed in strange attire. Vadászok, hunters of witches, monsters, and all things foul. Those groups of people that have existed in various forms through history, tasked with keeping the land safe from more abnormal dangers. When vampires and werebeasts were more common, these sorts of hunters had a stronger presence in the land, but clearly they still exist even if a shadow of their former selves.
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Likely here with Victor to follow after rumors about a monster haunting the castle he'd inhabited. In fact it's probably a very good thing you fled from there when you did, after your encounter with the angry mob; surely after and not long after either, the place was scoured by hunters. Well it's only two to have to contend with, but they give you pause. Personally you only know them from stories, but you would believe that even one is a significant danger to you, let alone a pair. Victor himself may not be a threat to you, but these hunters with him are the reason you don't just stomp on over to Victor this very moment and crush him.

Thankfully because of your impressive pursuit, you have some time to decide how to proceed. But you've still enough of a mind, and intelligence left to know that you'll have to move carefully...

>What do you do? As usual, if need be you can manage your mutations as well, for the situation. Though you expect Victor won't remain in this town for more than a day, maybe less.
skulk about in the shadows, get an idea which routes he might take to make his way to the capital, keep an eye out for ambush spots.

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Your name is William Moore. You're 18 years old, 5'7, 133 pounds, with black hair and green eyes. You're the oldest son of five born to a lower middle-class family in rural Louisiana. You have an ideal relationship with your parents and graduated high school with a 3.3 GPA but aren't sure about college. You don't consider yourself antisocial but are only part of a small, noncommittal friend group and have never had a girlfriend any longer than a few months. You have a job as a grocer for $7.25 an hour, $562 in your savings, and are living rent-free with your parents. None of that matters. Last night you had a vision confirming beyond all doubt that everyone to have ever lived is damned to suffer eternal, inescapable torment of a magnitude the human mind is incapable of comprehending starting from the moment of their death. After what you saw, you feel confident that compared to the tortures of the afterlife, the worst pain on earth is about as bad as a faint pressure on the forearm.

Right now you're laying in bed staring at the ceiling and trying to forget the screams. It's 3AM. You thought about using the 9mm on your nightstand to kill yourself but decided not to. There's no escape in death. The moment you close your eyes for the last time, there will be no rest or relief. The clock is ticking. Eternal agony awaits. The rest of your life is ahead of you and you aren't sure how to feel about that right now.

Wat do?

>Get a midnight snack
>Go back to sleep

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also who the fuck is mist is he like this boards tok
>pretending to be mist
This is lacking in conspicuous femdom, though. I don't see it.
>ask anons on /x/

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Welcome to the beautiful world of Technocracy Mirage! Maybe not beautiful in the traditional sense, but it certainly has its charm. The year is 21XY, and it's a smoggy day here in megalopolitan Lungsoot. Or so you assume. You haven't looked outside since you woke up. Speaking of you, who exactly are you?


Be gentle, it's my first quest! I'm not great at art but I'll try to update as fast as possible. Hope you guys like cyberpunk.
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He obviously puts on his cyber-shades when he goes to sleep
I think QM died while writing.
He was silenced by the cyber-police
he'll be back :)
he's dead

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