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You are in 600 A.D. You don't have Magic techs, but you got a bit of sword skills. To acquire Flea, you must go through the tower. Are you bad ass enough to get through "her' lair? The tower has a certain set of monsters that you must defeat in order to progress. At first, it starts with a few relatively weak monsters, BUT as you reach different floors, new harder foes will appear as you climb to the top of the tower.
First Dice roll with determine how many monsters you encounter on the first floor.
>>57179
let's kick it's ass
>>57179
Ha! This looks easy!
It's a 5 floor tower. We are currently at the first floor.
Now with longer ranged weapons and closer deploy, as well as some other changes!
Joining is simple. Just think up a name for yourself and your ship, put it in the name field, then copy the stats of your ship into the body of your post. Then read the rules in the pic related and declare your actions!
(Diclaimer: since this is a beta, there's only one ship class available at the time)
Beta II-class frigate
Thrust: 1 hex for 2 AP
HP 13 AP 4
System thr. 10/7/4/1
Action thr. 7/4/1
Systems:
Heavy Railgun FPS(projectile) - to...
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>>50452
So, the situation is like this. Some joker decided it would be hilarious to upload a malignant AI into the ships serving as testbeds for an unmanned combat ship program. Now several armed warships are making their way to the jump gate. Intercept and destroy them.
>>50481
Right now the AI ships are coasting towards the gate sloppily pretending to be crewed by people. As long as you pretend to believe them, you can deploy at any point of the map with any starting speed.
>Deploy Dreamboat on eastern edge of map, heading 5 at a speed of 2.
Beta II-class frigate
Thrust: 1 hex for 2 AP
HP 13 AP 4
System thr. 10/7/4/1
Action thr. 7/4/1
Systems:
Heavy Railgun FPS(projectile) - to hit 4/7/5/2 dmg 8 at all ranges
Heavy Laser FPSA (direct) - to hit 6/5/3 dmg 8/4/2
Fire Control
Engine
Welcome to Quest For Justice, where everything is made up and OP is a fag.
You are a guy tired of his lot in life, and wishing for the rough-and-tumble lifestyle of the Vigilante Crimefighter.
What do?
>>43447
Go to the attic so spiders can bite you
>>43447
Obtain dust superpowers.
>>43447
You had them all along, you just need a stressful situation to trigger their emergence.
Your eyes open slowly, and are immediately buffeted by the hard feeling of wind brushing by your face. You are falling. Falling very, very fast. Far below you, there are trees. They are getting bigger as you fall towards them.
Shit. Shit shit shit shit shit.
You feel around you frantically. There is something on your back. Some sort of metal pack.
You feel it up. There is some sort of button on side. In desperation, you slam.
Roll 1d10 to see how your parachute deploys.
Rolled 6 (1d10)
>>41575
Alright, I'm in OP
Rolled 1 (1d10)
>>41575
Do with style!
>>41761
I see that we won't last long in this quest.
>You are a runaway slave of a nearby shogunates slave fields you murdered a guard and stole his shitty barely sharp katana all you have is a tattered kimono and this shitty sword your at a cross roads do you go left and head back to the empire of your formal slave masters or right and go out into the country side.
>Inventory- 1.Shitty Sword 2. Ratty kimono
>Lvl 0/10 XP (Vagabond Thief)
>>55974
Right, to the countryside
First three replies count roll 1d100 highest roll gets
>>55974
We go into the country side. Maybe a farmer or something will spare you a place to stay?
Looking for a quality quest with deep characters, an engaging story, and interesting art that ties in to each post? Then bugger off, this isn't the thread for you.
Want to kill time messing around with your own magical dick, talk with cute catgirls, and debate about which is the best waifu? Get in here nigga.
In the last thread:
James, the hapless amnesiac, woke up one day in forest with no memory of who he is. Immediately, he was set upon by a spear wielding catgirl called Kenno, who kidnapped him and swept him off to her village. There he met the elder...
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Previous thread is here >>40442
>Wake up in a comfortable bedroll
>Crack eyes, look over
>Your new wife, Kazzan, is sleeping
>You reach over and move some of her blue hair from her face
>You lift up the blanket a little
>Yep, she's still as naked as she was when you fell asleep
>Nice
>Prop your hands behind your head, smiling
>You might not know who the hell you are, or how you got here, but you won't bitch about getting laid
>Knock at the door
>Zan stirs
"... Husband... Would you see who is bothering our rest?"
>Get up
>Look around for your clothes
>Can't find them
>Oh well, everyone in the village saw you naked anyway
>Answer door
>It's the Wisdom
"Ah, James. Good. Have you properly consummated your marriage yet?"
>You just grin stupidly at her.
"I thought as much. Well, I have come to inform you that we have prepared a few things for you for when you are ready to leave. Enough rations for two weeks, bedrolls, tents, fire starters. The essentials for travel... That is, if you still want to leave?"
>>51537
Fuck no, Stay.
(How does one roll?)
>>51580
In Options, dice+[number of dice]d[dice sides]
To roll 1d10, that's dice+1d10
To roll 5d20, that's dice+5d20
You are a Jihadi, fighting among the ranks of ISIS. Currently you are in the back of a BMP with you fellow comrades on the way to assault a kurdish outpost.
>choose your name and weapon
>>47006
>Boris Plokhozhopov- foreign jihadi from Dagestan, Russia.
>Captured spetsnaz AK-74M
>>47006
Akhmalakh Hammawammamamma
All-American Challenge 24" blue plastic dildo
>>47006
>Muhammad Abdul Muhammad
>rusted AK-47 and the grace of Allah
"Lets see what we can do in two hours" edition
ref to >>27804
You are a 17 year old guy named Mike.
Your girlfriend Kate just invited you to her house and asked you for money. After reluctantly giving her money, she left and made you guard the house.
What now?
>>40500
Masturbate.
>>40500
See how you can make the money you lost to Kate by looking at what's in the house.
>>40500
Rip a small piece of fabric off your shirt and wrap it around your forehead like a bandanna.
Rolled 4 (1d10)
Part 2 (last thread autosaged for some reason)
Story thus far >>17160
>You got your first creatures
and just foiled a robbery by Team Bucket
>You've chosen to go to Carrey's Gym
>You try to pass the guard trainer to head straight to the leader but...
OP Rolled 5 (1d6)
Anon Rolled 3 (1d6)
...The guard sees you
!
"Halt!...
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Rolled 7 (1d10)
BATTLE START
Aipom:
-Swift
-Fury Swipes
Aipom uses Fury Swipes
(Call out an attack [see OP pic] and roll dice+1d10
Highest number hits. Win the battle in 4 hits)
Loli 5 uses...
Rolled 5 (1d10)
>>60148
>distract
Rolled 1 (1d10)
>>60193
Loli 5 makes a funny funny face, but you still get scratched. Luckily for you, Aipom only got distracted enough to slash you once.
HP:
Loli 5: 3/4
Aipom: 4/4
Aipom uses Swift
This is going to be largely open to influence, so after the initial flurry of pre-planned posts, I may have to do a lot of extra writing to keep up with the changes in the story. Patience is appreciated.
>roll 1d20 when prompted
>write-in alternatives welcome
>let's go
It's quiet tonight, thankfully. You doubt you could effectively deal with a noise violation right now, let alone someone blazing through your quiet little speed-trap. Any other day, maybe, but...
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>>54041
Heilman
>>54117
>Might want a first name, there, but that's enough to get rolling.
>Heilman
Heilman. It sounds so stupid, even looks stupid when printed on that dumb tag. You roll the word back and forth in your head a few times, until it doesn't even sound like a name, until it feels like it's just meaningless gibberish.
A brief flash of lights, and the "whoosh" of a vehicle cruising by lights up your radar gun's display:...
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>>54173
Take the left
The ship forces itself forward, perhaps thirty golem units below deck pulling on oars, and several homunculi scampering around the rigging, their odd, elongated forms lending them to such work. The main deck is a hive of activity, the sides of the vessel curled over to ensure the newborn goblins are not damaged by the weather. There are perhaps thirty adult goblins, and another fifty children, all of different sorts from different places, in shanty huts against the barriers of the ship's side.
It is a central part of the Goblin's success in this world, their ability to construct shelter seemingly anywhere, along with the sturdy nature of the whelps, their young. The directors sit around a table in the captains cabin, acquainting themselves with the human sized furnishings, and beginning to argue about where to land, in the north, the center, or the south of this new continent.
The Trade Prince, Castor, listens with startling interest at the babbling directors, cunning eyes whipping between heads. He raises his staff and slams it into the floor, silencing the directors.
''Stop prattling, I decide the course''
The directors bow and scrape, muttering submissive tones.
''We head....''
>North, somewhere no other settler has yet gone, and no-one knows the danger of, but is reported to be as cold as the northernmost parts of the old world.
>South, The place where the other colonies are for the moment, on an archipelago suitable for growing many exotic plants.
>Or straight ahead. It is estimated that if you continue your course you will land somewhere warm, with a temperature more than warm enough to grow grapes, relatively empty compared to the southern Archipelago.
>>39750
>North, somewhere no other settler has yet gone, and no-one knows the danger of, but is reported to be as cold as the northernmost parts of the old world.
But first, can we maintain a sizable presence there? If it is reputed to be cold we might not grow crops.
>>39758
*Program initializing*
''Good morning Trade Prince Castor, It seems you have entered a query.... accessing information..... ''
''It is reported that the temperature of the northern section of the continent is suitable for the growth of wheat in a similar fashion to that of the northern parts of the old world, and there has been suggestion that it may be suitable for the growth of indigo (Valuable dye and hallucinogenic drug) in places.''
The small homunculi awaits further queries, if any are to be had.
>>39773
How quick can we make a colony there? Speed is essential here. What arms do we have?
Continuation of >>>/tg/46945911
>>23402
>Albums
Haven't heard this one. What is it?
>>23402
Alright that's a pretty strong point.
A general games board with this format would be huge.
Honestly this board sounds like a dream. I'd probably use it.
>>23507
Every once in a while, /mu/ does this thing where they make an album. Usually, anyone who gets dubs names the tracks, trips names the band/album, and someone else makes the album cover. Once the band, tracks, and album is named and the cover is chosen, then people claim the tracks. Once they've made them, they post it in the thread. Once all of the tracks are made, then the album is put on YT or Bandcamp.
Now that I say it, it does sound kinda like a game.
Alright, so I found this board two days ago, and as any aspiring writer probably would, I got an idea.
Essentially, I wanted to do something like an asymmetric RPG dungeons n dragons type game where the thread controls an average player trying to complete some lofty quest based on rolling for battles and stuff like that. However, I wanted some story (lorefag alert) and so I got a vague idea of what I wanted to do. Essentially, the thread would create the character, pick their skills n weapons, interact with others, and then fight enemies. There will be an occasional bossfight...
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STORY SHIT
In a rather unstable alliance of kingdoms to the far north, a new age is approaching. The grandest of occurrences is on the cusp of overtaking the world, and people are panicking. The frigid streets of the Northern Kingdom's cities grow empty as migrants flee the oncoming disaster/upheaval or whatever may happen. But that's just it, nobody could really tell you exactly what's happening. It may be the coming of a god or the true apocalypse, but what we know is that at the farthest northern keep, some disaster is brewing.
You awaken somewhere during the advent of the Prophecy's rising. The High Church, the primary governing body of the region, is slipping as panic overtakes the world, and ambitious adventurers are disappearing by the hundreds as they forage north in a hunt for glory or recognition from the Higher Ones.
INTRODUCTION
You awaken to quiet. Rising from your worn cot, examining your surroundings yields little. The light level clearly indicates that it is nighttime. What you can gather is this: You are in a small, drafty room with crudely boarded windows, scattered night-light drifting in. Your leg is chained to the bed. You are wearing tattered clothes, that cover very little. You feel very cold winds coming from outside.
The only things you know about yourself are your name, gender, and age.
What are they?
>>64060
>Ian Hawksmoor
>Male
>21
You're somewhere.
>>63244
GET OUTTA THERE! ITS GONNA BLOW
>>63244
Walk north. Take off hat.
>>63244
Speak to someone
Hello and welcome to magiquest! The quest for magic begins. We will be using dice rolls with d13. Rolling a 10 will have that action happen. Rolling a 13 will have TERRIBLY UNLUCKY CONSEQUENCES...
You wake up in your bed. It's a cool spring morning, the sun creeps past your window blinds cuts your bed in half with a somber white glow.
You sit up and shake your head. Waking up is hard, today being no different.
But today is DIFFERENT. Beyond your wildest and most absurd dreams, you recently discovered that MAGIC is actually real.
This is excitedly terrifying...
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Rolled 2 (1d13)
>>60165
>Zack Kingston
A man with a passion for sunglasses
Rolled 8 (1d13)
Erasmus Oscilliad Orgasmus.
Master of blue magic.
Zack Braff, Ex-racecar driver.
one day on the track, a baby stroller rolled onto the track. i swerved and almost hit the baby, i crashed but lived to tell the tale.
