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On a normal day as today, Aliens have come to Earth! A 4mts size humanoids that are amazed to see such a rich-life planet as Earth. They tell us that the Universe is way more bigger than humans think, and the reason we haven't make contact with aliens in the past is because our solar system is very isolated from most "life-planet hubs". They also tells us that they want to share their knowledge to build a community of life-forms from different planets, and so, to try to survive to the inevitably end of the universe: The Big Rip.
Despise human intellect, the aliens are kinda afraid of sharing their knowledge given the existence of Nuke bombs and Drones, but aliens believe that a better future aside from violence is possible for humans, but how to see that?
The aliens got a brilliant idea when they saw human technology made for entertaintment: VR. The idea was to use a simulated reality to test human reasoning trough difficult events to see if humans are worth of the alien knowledge.
However, there's a lot of humans on planet Earth, they cannot test every single human just for this purpose, but the aliens already solved that. Using the human concepts of "Country" and "Culture", the aliens just have to analyze every country and select 1 human of a given country that matches the most common traits of the culture of his country, and you are one of them.
You went to the Alienship and the aliens announce to the world who the chosen ones are. They put you on a cryogenic-like capsule wich uses an oxygen-rich liquid to scan the brain activity with more ease, and to avoid your awkward death. You close your eyes, you breath that liquid and so, the simulation begins.
You take the most trippiest journey to your subconscious before faint for headache. You wake up and it seems that you are on a hyper-realistic earth-like world being a mixture of different eras of the human history. You see a pop-up in front of you, and it seems to be a floating OS with inbox, maps and contacs to talk with some familiar you have on Earth. You open the only mail of the inbox and it tells you what the world is:
This world is filled with hatred and malice, the malice of the people around you have arised the appearance of mythological creatures, but they don't know that their malice is the source of this. Hatred on some places have created "Gadians", powerfull creatures that protects the pillars of the world, but for a more greater purpose. If all the 8 Gadians wake up, they will destroy everything you see in the blink of an eye. What to do is up to you.
Your objective on the digital world? Archieve peace before the world torns apart using every resource to your advantage. But how? Where to begin with?
But before going from here to there, you must need someplace to stay at the long-term and some info. It looks like you have some clean stones to use as money, the bigger the rock, the bigger the value lol.
You bought some decent house with all you need: Bed, bath, kitchen, etc, and a very friendly neighbor. This neighbor is your window between you and the world around you. You talk to her and she tells you how things work around here, since you're newcomer. You're getting familiar with markets, events and some, and after a long day, you fell asleep on your bed as if it were your first time you sleep, but still you have job to do.
The next day, you decided to buy some weapons if you have to fight those creatures, but you see, every shop around here is closed, but why? Not far from your position, you see big flying ships reesembling pirates, and looks like they're capturing humans to sell them or traffic their organs. It looks like this is a form of hatred that the mail was reffering to. You hide from their sight, but then you see a very unfamiliar thing: An ethereal-purple being that apparently is the boss from those bandits. It could be one of the "Gadians"? It looks like they're more important as you though.
After the pirates leave the place, the people started getting out of their homes and hideouts. You asked to your neightbor:
>wtf who where they?
And she tells you that those are a "one-of-many" dangerous groups near these lands. Given that this territory is not under surveillance of the "Fate Court" -somekind of mighty force against these groups that have little territory under their control-, this territory is a "common" point for those bands. And the constant thinking that this day could be your last one, keeps people happy enjoying most of their time. After that, you go to buy some weapon on a shop, but it looks like there's no weapon shop around here, so you have to improvise.
>>63990
lol, i screwed it up with the [ i] tag.
I will continue this fanfiction tomorrow.
>>64003
cheer up: it's not fanfiction if it's original content.
Foreword: I attempted drawfaggotry and I failed miserably, so for the time being I'll steal pictures off the internet to accompany this story.
> BEGIN QUEST
rinnnng
what
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wait
rinnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnng
FUCK
rinnnnnnnnnnnnnn- click
Eurgh. A girl can't sleep, can she. Alright, it's time you woke up.
> What is your name?
> What is your personality like?
> What are your interests?
>Sam
>introverted personality, feels more comfortable being at home watching Food Network then out.
>cooking, drinking, pretending to be a NEET 45 year old on the internet
Your name is SAMANTHA, but you prefer to be simply called SAM. Right now, you're actively checking out the mess that is your hair in the mirror.
You are a FIRST YEAR COLLEGE STUDENT, studying ECONOMICS. However, it is summer break right now, and you work in the local LIBRARY as a cleaning la- cleaning girl. yeah.
You have a tendency for getting rather NERVOUS AMONGST LARGE GROUPS OF PEOPLE and get easily exhausted in these kinds of situations. You solve your struggles with social life by simply NOT HAVING ONE, having a single friend on the other side of town. Most of your interpersonal activities consist either of talking with her, or lurking around on 4CHAN and pretending to be a MISERABLE, MIDDLE AGED NEET with a WIDE COLLECTION OF UNSETTLING FETISHES. You aren't middle aged or a NEET, and your fetishes or lack thereof are strictly your private business, you sure are MISERABLE.
Your friend says your COOKING SKILLS are supreme, which is not untrue in the least; actually, cooking is one of your few hobbies. You sometimes contemplate that you should quit the econ course and enroll a CHEF SCHOOL. But only sometimes.
When feeling a bit down or bored, you're not averse to ALCOHOL, either; and you're not picky. The substances you ingest range from cheap beer to fine-as-fuck liquors, depending on what you can get your hands on. You have just woken up after such a SPREE OF CONSUMPTION, and dear god your head aches like hell.
While you don't know this yet, you'll be possessed by a demon in about 40 minutes.
What do you do?
>>52337
Go to a bar and get laid
Hey there, I will be starting a 2e Lunar Campaign in the North and am in dire need of some help with a good starting location or names of people. I just need a good jumping off point. Also will be doing civ based tribal building as well so if you have any good tips on that, lemme know. Thank you.
>>72143
Wrong board.
>>72143
Go to /r/
So you are doing your daily job as a postal worker, when you just decide to stop. You throw the mail on the ground, walk to your vehicle, and drive home. Dubs decide what you do next.
Transforme into bolsonaro.
>>71810
Eat fifty churros in rapid succession.
gather all my money and book a flight to the moon
You are an adventurer living in the great city of Terra, you dream of one day setting out in an adventure with your friends and after gathering your funds you and your friends are all set to climb Mt. Adamantite and make your mark on history.
>>65213
dice+1d10
All characters in the universe die.
Main Character creation
Races:
>Human
>Elf
>Fairy
>Fishman
>Goblin
>Birdman
>Alien
>Dwarf
Gender:
>Male
>Female
Class:
>Low Class
>Middle Class
>High Class
Weapon:
>Sword
>Axe
>Spear
>Mace
>Bow
>Knife
>Whip
>Staff
>Boomerang
>>65252
Fairy, female, high class, staff.
You lay on the floor with your eyes closed, only sure that you are conscious due to the constant flashing of light that pierces your eyelids every few seconds only for it to fade away into darkness. You shut your eyes in a manner similar to a child being woken up for the first day of school wishing to return to the sweet nothingness of sleep.
What is your next action?
>>49966
Open your eyes.
>>49975
Look up to the sky and seee
Look around
The room is dark and there is a low murmor from approximately fifteen or twenty nervous people. You enter from the back door and a hush falls under the crowd as you enter. You take to the center of the room and clear your throat. These people all stare at you intently, gathered around you, ready to listen to what you have to say.
What do you say/do, /qst/? 1 3 or 5 lands it.
My name is Kek obey my will
>>70533
Immediately, as the words leave your mouth, a portly bearded fellow near the front of the crowd falls to their hands and knees.
"PRAISE YOUR NAME, KEK. YOUR WORD IS MY LIFE. I WILL DEVOTE MY BEING AND MY WILL TO YOUR HOLINESS."
As he finishes, the rest of the crowd bows in unison, all shouting 'praise kek'
A single figure near the back of the crowd stands apart, arms crossed over their chest. They sneer at you. As you make eye contact with this man, he reaches into his cloak, fiddling with some fair sized object near their chest.
What do you do, /qst/? 3, 5, 7, 8, 9 lands it.
>>70649
Have the crowd mutilate and sacrifice the undevoted one
Tianna Gregory was overjoyed, having been invited to fight on Celebrity Deathmatch as she took her time, walking out to the Deathmatch ring, finally celebrity status instead of just being any regular instagram slut. She took her time getting into the ring, making sure everyone could see her over the top booty, twerking a little between the ropes before finally setting foot in the ring, waving at her fans.
>who is her opponent?
litterally who?
>>69530
I'm open to suggestions lol
John Cena
Fantasy Quest.
You are the bellow average dude, you walk up in the morning, go to your shitty job, regret dropping out of college, get home, play vidya, watch pirated shows online with your bad internet. Until one day when you go to your job, fall asleep.
You swear you only closed your eyes for a moment but you see your surroundings have changed from the blue walls of your department store to an intersection in what looks like a backwards town.
You look around more and see that this is no back country town, this is a fantasy world. You see animal people walking around, and as you look around more, you realize that you cannot read the writing on the signs. You look around and see that there are 4 roads, each go in a cardinal direction. You look around and see what seems like 3 bars, 2 unmarked houses, possibly a tavern, and several guards longing outside one of the unmarked house.
Your clothes are the same as you left them, jeans and a t-shirt which have not been washed in 3 days, your wallet, a pocket knife, a lighter, and your iPhone.
What happens?
TL:DR
First post the ends in 2,4, or 7 chose what will happen.
Go to pub and impress them with my lighter in an attempt to get free booze.
>>68735
Reroll
>>68735
You walk to the nearest bar, pub 2. When you walk in the patrons of the bar start giving you weird looks, like you just entered a KKK meeting with your black friend Jimmy. As you go in you pronounce you are a GREAT WIZARD who needs booze as fuel for his astounding powers. You take out your lighter and the flame stands over 3 inches tall. Every single person in the bar turns away and they seem like they have seen better.
However, there is one man who seems impressed by your actions, he wears a blue hat and has long legs and long, bendy arms. Although he fits a description of what you call a wizard he seems untrustworthy,
what do you do?
Rolled 87 (1d100)
Fulminating light spreads infinitely before us along one axis, but through another we peer into strange and terrifying places of otherness.
From fear, we shut our Eye along such axis and view only our own demesne. Our self, in a way, looking inwards...
ESSENCE
???
DENIZENS
0
CHAMPIONS
0
Our body churns.
How do we fold it?
0. Open our Eye and gaze once more upon the terrifying axis of the realms.
1. Grant shape to the demesne (Essence -> Terrain).
2. Pull life from our life (Essence -> Denizens). What form they take is the consequence of the lands they are brought forth from, and must reside within.
3. Fold until the folding cannot continue (Essence -> ???).
0 I guess..
Grant shape
Rolled 48 (1d100)
>>64649
2.
Hello ladies and gentlemen, today we will be going on a quest to save some Princesses.
Our tale will open from the beginning. Please pick from the attached image the Knight you want to see go on this valiant effort.
First to 3 wins.
When asked to roll, roll 1d100.
>>50976
Cactus Knight ftw
Oh interesting!
I choose kobold knight
Or classic original. Priority on kobold tho
>>50976
>>47052464
Continuing my campaign for Peasant Knight from last night.
You are a ghost who possesed a can of spaghetti and now is forever bound to it, your new goal is to attain world peace
First post to end in 7 gets to choose what to do
Can:
>kys
>>48236
>Become catgirl with enormous breasts
Fall over.
Smallhorns quietly talk with each other in front of you as you wonder how to dig your way out of this one; the Big Bad Goldenhair is dragging Leaderhorn into the sky, but you forgot they were fighting in a cave… and it’s very, very deep below.
You asked them to try and figure out on their own what just happened to win some time to come up with something, but your mind is blank.
You’d ask Leader for input, but she either can’t hear your “pssts” or is enjoying hearing you struggle on your way out; it has happened before, and one time even a smallhorn came up with a way to save you.
You bite your lips softly as you scratch your hair fast; nothing comes!
>Write in.
>Wake up.
>>69178
Suddenly Goldenhairs?
>Wake up.
>>69178
Throw rocks at the Goldenhair
>>69178
>Wake up.
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Far off, nestled in an otherwise small Japanese town lies the Dark Gate Academy. An institution of tremendous size, the Academy holds a long kept secret. Unknown to the outside world, this unseemly town is home to a tear in our reality. A gate between our world and a bizarre dimension known as the Darkworld. The inhabitants of this hellish world breach this gate and attempt to flood into our reality and spread throughout the world on a regular basis. However, the Dark Gate Academy is home to students of truly extraordinary abilities. The ability to sense the presence of these evil Darkword creatures, and defeat them in combat, sending them back through the gate.
They cannot close the rift between our world and the Darkworld, but the students and staff of Dark Gate Academy have dedicated their lives to using their amazing powers to hold back the darkness that plagues our world, even if it costs them their lives. They have risen up to the challenge and in secret have become great heroic defenders of the world as we know it.
You... are not one of them. You are a transfer student. There was a bit of a mix-up.
>Previously on Dark Gate Academy...
The school held elections for class president, which Kosuke won. A trip to the Darkworld saw you saving the life of a classmate.
It's the weekend. Not only that, but today has been deemed a safe day from the Darkworld. You should probably get around to asking how school staff predict which nights the Darkworld appears... is it a weather forecast, or something? Whatever, all that matters is that today is free of classes, free of monsters, and you're free to do whatever you like with any worry or stress.
Or so you believed.
"AAAAAAAAAAGH!"
"WAAAAH?! I'M SO SORRY!"
There you were, enjoying a nice warm shower in the morning, a great way to start the day, when who should burst into the bathroom but one of the girls from Class 2. Not even one of the girls you know! A girl you don't think you've even shared two words with since you arrived!
You scream, panic and grab a towel to cover yourself, but it's too late. The girl runs out into the main room of your dorm, with you following close behind expecting an explanation.
"What are you doing here?!" you exclaim, fixing the towel around your waist.
"I'M SORRY! I DIDN'T SEE ANYTHING!" the girl yells.
"Really?"
"NO, THAT'S A LIE! I SAW EVERYTHING!" She wails, close to tears.
You turn red as Ken bursts into the room after hearing all the commotion. "What's going on?" he asks.
You point the the girl and glare at Ken. "What is she doing in our room?"
"I asked Akemi to come over so she could fix our tv..." Ken mutters. "What did she do?"
"I HAD TO USE THE BATHROOM!" Akemi cries. "I HAD NO IDEA HE WAS SHOWERING!"
Ken sighs. "But Akemi, I told you Ryoji was in there and not to bother him... remember?"
Akemi's eyes widen in panic as she tries hard to recall. "Oh... maybe you did say that... b-but I wan't listening! I was thinking about kittens to whole time! I swear Ryoji, I didn't know! This is so embarrassing!"
You let out a low growl. "Be more careful the next time you wander into someone's private room!" you yell.
"Y-yes... I'll be going now!" she mumbles as she runs from the dorm, almost pushing Ken to the ground as she does.
Ken lets out a sigh. "Sorry about that, Ryo. Akemi's pretty absent minded, I should have expected something like this to happen. Still, it must suck knowing one of the girls caught a glimpse of little Ryoji..."
"Hey! There's nothing little about it!" you protest.
"Oh? Then maybe Akemi will tell stories about it to the class."
"Yeah, maybe she-WAIT, I DON'T WANT THAT!"
Ken laughs. "Yeah, but it happened, and you can't change that. What can you do?"
"There's only one thing to do, Ken..." you explain.
>You believe in Justice, right? Since she saw me naked, I think it's only just that I do the same.
>I'm going to get dressed, move on with my day, and do my best to pretend this never happened. And I'll kill you if you mention it again.
>>66305
>>You believe in Justice, right? Since she saw me naked, I think it's only just that I do the same.
You know, for Justice. I'm sure she'll agree.
>>66305
>I'm going to get dressed, move on with my day, and do my best to pretend this never happened. And I'll kill you if you mention it again.
You whistle as you hoist the chained Twi’lek up by his boots. Nothing like a good day at work and getting to break a couple tailheads. He whimpers, his mouth gagged and tied up by a rag and a sock you stuffed in there. Even in the darkness of this little interrogation room aboard the ship, you could see the fearful glint in his eyes, dashing around in his skull trying to look for a way out of this mess.
Right, now he’s good and hanging. You pull up your communicator on your wrist. “Lonnie,” you call. The tailhead looks at you, screaming through his gag, trying to beg you to let him go. “You there?”
“Yeah, Nix.” Lonnie, the egghead that he is, confirmed that this was the guy you needed to look for. He apparently sold some supplies to a band of deserters. Normally, this wouldn’t be too much of an issue for the Empire. Deserters happen no matter what, you catch them and you blast them, done deal. But this group of deserters were a small band of Stormtroopers who had stolen a very important prototype, a Tracked Mobile Base.
You weren’t given more details other than to make sure the TMB didn’t fall into Rebel hands. Honestly, you’re not sure what the use of a mobile command base is to the Rebels anyway. It’s not like they’re going to invade planets. “Lonnie, just so you know, if this is the wrong guy, I’m blaming you.”
“I- uh… I assure you, ma’am. He’s the right guy. I helped you go through all those files, cross referenced everything, helped you track down the droids!” All from the comfort of the ship you remember. “He- he’s the right guy, just uh… just don’t make it too messy in there, alright? I- I’m still trying to clean the blood out from last time.”
The tailhead’s eyes widen when he hears that, and he desperately struggles to get his ropes off and escape from you. You sigh, rolling your eyes. You come down to a kneel, then pull out the saliva soaked rags. With a loud splotch, he flinches as he coughs and spits to clear his tongue. “Y- you- I don’t know anything! I swear!”
“Of course you don’t, you’re a Twi’lek. No, what I really need from you now is a location.” He shakes his head, tears of fear streaming onto his forehead. “It’s simple, gimme a location, and I won’t make this painful. Don’t, and I will make this as painful as possible.”
“You’re crazy!” he shouts.
“Is honesty that crazy?” you ask. You stand up and gently kick him. He rocks back and forth, hanging from the ceiling upside down and bound up. No way he’s getting free. Even if he did get free, you did smash out his knee caps so he can’t manage much faster than a fast limp. “Now, are you going to talk?” He shakes his head, groaning in pain and misery. Pathetic.
Still though. You have all the time in the world, they don’t. Those deserters probably don’t even know that they’re in danger.
So you got time to choose.
> Drown him
> Use the Force
> Burn him
> Other
>>60988
>> Use the Force
>>60988
> Use the Force
>>60988
>> Use the Force
