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You awake one morning and stumble out of bed.
You notice three lights in the distance, and on further investigation, they turn out to be portals.
What do you do?
0, 5, 9
>>81809
go to red portal
>>81840
You step through the red portal.
Aaaaand you're hurling through the air. Bang. Unconcious.
Welcome to the Land of Towers and Lights, fucknuts.
>>81925
What will you do?
0, 5, 2
You wipe the sweat from your forehead using the back of your sleeve as you try to parse the static and chatter on your radio. The controls of your mount are unresponsive, merely causing the machine to twitch and creak as it attempts to move forward in the muddy ditch you've been thrown into. Beside you, one of your comrades is hit by an incoming mortar, exploding the fuel cell on the back of his mount and knocking you sideways. As you fall out of a daze induced by the shockwave and explosion, someone on the radio commands full retreat. The battle is over.
You right your mount and reorient yourself to face the direction of the drop ship. Now that you've been knocked free of the thicker mud, you can climb out with a little deft maneuvering. Behind you more mortars fall, hitting the ground with massive force and causing small but nerve wracking explosions. After a long and strenuous trip across the wasted battlefield, littered with corpses and twisted metal, you make it to the treeline, half charred by the fighting. A short ways away from safety, you spot someone on the ground, his mount mangled and his cockpit half open. You roll by slowly, and see that he is still alive, hanging out of his hatch and trying to free himself from the wreckage. You can't hear him through the heavy metal of your cockpit, but he seems to be waving you down.
The ship won't wait for stragglers, and the enemy is in hot pursuit. You have to act now.
>Leave him for dead
>Exit your machine
>Write-in
>>84708
>Exit your machine
>>84708
>Exit your Machine
No one left behind.
>Exit.
We're the good guys damnit, we don't leave people behind.
Time for another Pokemon quest, since I love this shit.
Anything goes, really. You progress the story, like usual.
>>80903
HOENN
PENIS
>>80903
Johto
Girl
>>80903
Kanto
Genderfluid Rhydon-kin
You have been reborn as fire. You don't remember anything of your old life, but all you feel now is the desire to grow so big you can devour the world.
You are a small trash fire.
What do you do?
>>67725
jump at that homelessbro and catch his hoodie on fire
>>67725
Light the hobo on fire
you sit at your battlestation. you have successfully doxxed dozens of patriarchal cis scum. you drink your vegan water with delight. as male tears flow from your screen. The Matriarchy Battalion would reward you with feminine powers, but alas, you go to your tumblr blog and gloat of your victory.
we need to decide a name (dubs decide) and gender (http://www.strawpoll.me/10159663)
Name: Ori Geenul Posther
>>93241
BMI: 50
>>93241
What is our sexual identity as this will shape our entire regressive belief structure
You are Slav, you just got shiny new adidas tracksuit from crazy Ivan's funky bunch
you feel you want to show off your tracksuit to everyone you know
sadly you know four people
Gregovich, a crazy motherfucker that once squated on top of a bear, he is good man, very cheeki breeki
Gregovich, lover of putin, he loves the motherland and once squated in front of putin, while he was in town, very cheeki breeki
Gregovich, a killer by nature, once squated on a tank while dealing with homosexual, very cheeki breeki
and
Gregovich, a traveler of hermit origins, once squated on top of the statue of liberty, he is not so cheeki breeki for being in filthy capitalist pig land.
as you squat at the comfort of an abandoned builidng, you ponder
what do?
Visit the crazy motherfucker Gregovich to ask for help stealing more shiny new tracksuits.
>>92026
this bruv
>>92015
Squat somewhere else you lazy slav piece of shit.
Here we have the tale of a young man who seeks nothing other then adventure. And today is when he begins his journey.
>>88662
By climbing a mountain
>>88662
What is this young man's name?
>>88686
Edward Venture
I heard there are three people you are interested at.
How sweet! Oh, humans and their crushs.... it warms my heart. Why don't I give you a little help? I'll guide you until you find out which one is the love of your life. What do you say?
You will have to start by telling me about them.
(Hello!
So I thought of introducing myself to the quest world with a fun, cute, light-heartedwaifu-pandering excuse to draw cute girlsslice of life. I plan to make Love Quest work similar to good old flash dating sims where you have a certain amount of energy and need to use it wisely in order to get the attention of your preferred girl. You need to talk to her, build up stats, get money for dates... that kind of stuff. There will be three girls available, and they are all related to you or to each other in some way so you will need to build up some sort of relationship with all of them since the opinion of one girl might affect the other's. More characters might get available through the game.
Initially, you have 60 energy points that will be shared between three times of day: morning, afternoon and evening. Roughly 20 for each, though it's possible to end a time period before using all the energy. You can improve your stamina permanently just like you can improve any other stat, but you can also increase it temporally with, say, naps or a good breakfeast, though they could always go wrong, too. We will be using dices to determine how much energy each act takes from you (or gives) , and the turn will be written with the amount of energy used in mind. For instance, if you decide to talk to girl A and roll 1, it might have just been a hello, or she might flat-out ignore you. But if you roll a 20, it'll probably be a lot longer.. or she might just race you until the rooftop.
The actions will be decided collectively by the players. If theres a tie or no consensus at all, I'll go with the higher last digit of post or dubs, or mix the suggestions. Over non-nonsensical or impractical suggestions might be ignored.
The stats will be decided after creating the girls.
Talking about the girls... there will be three girls, at least at the start. All of them player-created. You can suggests personality traits, looks, race, backgrounds,quirks, interests, relationships, anything. Once created, any holes in their character will be filled by the OP, me, and from then on the only character that can be modified by the player is the main character. Who will also be entirely player created, except by stats, that will be decided by dice. The setting will also be decided by players.
I don't plan on having explicit sexual content, simply because I'm no good with it. Let's focus on the feels, guys. I might draw some cheesecake of the favorite girls sometimes, if anyone wants it, though...
I also want to add that 1) I'm not a writer. 2) English is not my first language. And 3) I've never made a quest before, so.. rules might change, I might take some time to answer and I might do some stuff wrong. Please be patient with me! And feel free to make more questions or give some tips if you want!
We will start by creating the first girl. Or boy, if you prefer. Tell me how you want them to be. You can also propose a setting now)
We need a qt trap
You're the only one who knows that he's a trap, everyone else thinks he's a girl.
>>66619
Definitely a cute older sister who's a bit overprotective of us.
>>31063
>>31063
Continuation of this quest.
Context: You're name is Whatever (literally), and you're having some serious hunger pangs. You need to get some food in that stomach right fucking STAT.
You eat weed to try and smooth the hunger, but it didn't shit and now you're high as fuck.
In your fucked-up state you decide it'd be a good idea to cosplay as sexy batman in order to sex-up the boys at Arby's for free food.
So then you bust out of your apartment in full bat-regalia, head to the nearest roof, and try to free-run your way to Arby's via rooftops, motherfucker.
But then you fucked up.
Faint, do nothing untill someone calls an ambulance
>>66413
And now you're falling seven stories...
>>66433
On to a convenient awning
You wake up early on a Saturday morning to the sound of a moderate tooting sound coming from the hallway outside. You live alone. Rays of sunlight have just started to creep into through your window, signifying that you are awake unusually early. There is a slight ringing in your ears and your are a bit nauseous.
>>91892
Immediately leap out of bed singing scat tunes at extreme volume to intimidate the trespasser
>>91940
Your leaping from the bed alerts you to the fact that you were tied to the bed, however the ropes were not secured very well and you are able to get up. Your floor is very wet and you here a sound coming from the bathroom. Whatever is in there seems unfazed by the sound of your voice.
masturbate very loudly to draw the creature out
Your name is Chef Boyardee highest ranked Chef on the GCA (Global chef's association), but recently your childhood rival and next door neighbor has been catching up to you. This man's name is Gordan Ramsey.
What will you do
Cook and serve yourself.
>>82874
You climb into your giant can and place it on the stove
You turn on the oven and climb in, but after 15 minutes you realize the power is out.
Now how will you cook yourself?
>>82957
Go to your neighbor's house
Your name is Bjorn Ironside, and due to some sort of crime, you've landed yourself in Prison. From what you can see around you, there's some tattered brown clothes on you, a chain around your ankle attached to the wall, a candle on the wall next to you, and a guard outside your cell. Your cell is closed off by iron bars.
What do you do?
>>92755
Forgot to mention. 1, 3, 5, Dubs, or 69 decide.
stick penis through bars and screech while taking a shit
find a crossbow
Salutations, commander. You've beeen placed in charge of a Tiger I tank on the Eastern Front. The war is a losing battle, and it's your job to last as long as possible. The rules are simple.
>Survive as long as you can
>Mitigate damage to your tank
>Create maximum casualties upon the enemy
Here's how we'll play.
You'll only be rolling 1D6, to keep it simple.
In combat, you will roll as follows:
>Roll 1: Aim (1-3 = fail, 4-6 = pass)
>Roll 2: Fire (1 = misfire / bad trajectory, 2-6 = hit)
>Roll 3: Penetrate (1-2 = bounce, 3-4 = minimal damage, 5 = significant damage, 6 = spectacular instakill)
This is how you decide what to do:
>Posts ending in odds or dubs are orders
>You can move (I'll fill you in as you move as to what happens
>You can wait (Mitigate 1 aim failure; you're well rested)
>You can repair (Mitigate 1 misfire; your tank is running perfectly)
>You can reload (Mitigate 1 bounce, automatically do minimal damage)
I have visuals as well.
If you die, you lose.
Good luck, commander.
roll to move
>>85181
Did that to get it moving.
We move, and see a T-34-85.
>not immediately put out of action by transmission failure
worst GM ever
So I've spent weeks worth of my time with creating this fantasy world and making up lore and all that shit and today I want to share it with you /qst/ by letting YOU play together collectively as a Hero in this world!
It's going to be exclusively text based with the exception of the occasional world-map update.
Every decision is made by popular vote or dubs - which ever comes first.
So here are your first few decisions to make /qst/
Pick a Species (or race if you're one of those fags)
then pick a Race (basically your colors)
and then your place of birth / starting place
Species
-Sapiens Sapiens [H] (you/me/everyone)
-Sapiens Zegeris [Z] (renamed neanderthals)
-Sapiens Sairanis [S] (imagine orangutans with the intelligence and size of white people)
-Sapiens Jasharis [J] (imagine if bigfoot was a predator and had no hair)
Races
-Lijuran [H] (Roman / Greek)
-Tarian [H] (Russian / Turkic)
-Nokarian [H] (Chinese / Indian)
-Argerian [H] (Bantu / Nubian)
-Serkorian [Z] (Dwarf / Scottish)
-Berdosian [Z] (Dwarf / Italian)
-Magalian [Z] (Dwarf / Arab)
-Nirvuh [S] (Orangutan / French)
-Sairanian [S] (Orangutan / Dwarf)
-Qermarian [J] (Bigfoot / German)
-Qerqurian [J] (Bigfoot / Polynesian)
-Gorvacian [J] (Bigfoot / Orangutan)
-Karukurian [J] (Bigfoot / Nahua)
-Poirosian [J] (Bigfoot / Ethiopian)
Cities are on the map.
Your adventure will be over if you fulfil your yet unknown quest, or die.
>>67190
>Lijuran [H] (Roman / Greek)
Starting place
>Selaeotur
>>67190
-Sapiens Sapiens [H] (you/me/everyone)
-Nokarian [H] (Chinese / Indian)
Starting place
>Arpin
Tarian
New Poiros
You are Evrumine, Minotaur Soulborn, member of Team Fellstorm, and right now, in charge of your own team.
You have a super-important mission, and you will not let your teacher or your friends down!
They can count on you! You are definitely going to succeed!
Wait, what was the mission again?
“Where are we even going to look for this 'chosen one'?” complains Kittrane. She's unhappy because the Professor put you in charge to 'demonstrate your leadership skills'. You won't let him down!
“There are a few teams gathered at the guildhall” suggests Chame, climbing up a wall to get a good view over the rooftops as you wander through the streets.
“I could hunt down some of the adventurers to ask?” volunteers Nevyn, loping along at your side like a big cat, pausing every so often to sniff the air.
“This Chosen One is supposed to defeat the Witch King” says Kittrane, her voice like a crackling fire “So I don't expect she'll be subtle – I say we round up some of the undead roaming the streets and send them out looking – sooner or later they'll run into the chosen one, and we just run towards the flashes of golden light or whatever.” She marches along side you swinging her arms, glaring at everything.
Hmm, you suppose that's not a bad plan but...Kittrane is normally the leader, if you use her plan, are you following? Or leading? Aaaah, you wish the Professor hadn't chosen you!
The streets are deserted other than small groups of skeletons or zombies that look to your little group for orders when you approach, then go back to wandering aimlessly when they don't receive any.
>Search for the Chosen One at the Guildhall
>Have Nevyn hunt for wandering adventurers
>Tell the undead to look for the Chosen One
>Other (?)
The Adventurers Club http://pastebin.com/t467eb4q
Sheets in Excel https://www.dropbox.com/s/ba1zu710zhochvr/Character%20sheets.xlsx?dl=0#_=_
Classes and Races http://pastebin.com/wCst2V8B
Quest Rules http://pastebin.com/RG9EAvPq
Main Character http://pastebin.com/xHFh2iz2
Setting http://pastebin.com/ej98zdgD
Continent Map http://ibin.co/260vHqwvCza9
QM Twitter https://twitter.com/anAspiringQM
QM Askfm http://ask.fm/AnAspiringQM
Archive http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=Egwen%20School%20Quest
Diaries http://pastebin.com/PmSudaxb
Art http://imgur.com/a/rKqQt
Other Art http://imgur.com/a/EnMfz
Welcome players old and new. In this quest you are normally in control of a somewhat miserable wizard as he guides a group of unusual girls through the trials of school and club life.
Currently however, you get to control different girls during an exciting sporting event...you're invading a town!
>>84724
>Have Nevyn hunt for wandering adventurers
>>84724
>Tell the undead to look for the Chosen One
