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You wake up in a tower's prison. After a quick examination of the outside, you find your bones would be paste when you hit the ground, so you don't bother. The front of your cell has rusting iron bars covering it, abandoned by any guards. You have to get out, you know this. But... who are you?
This will be a multiplayer RPG quest, with a party of three to four!
I will be posting race and class lists, along with the character sheet. Sit tight!
Before you confirm your selection of class and race, try asking for their abilities and stats; I will supply you with the stats for each one.
There will be a shared team inventory of gold, and a mutual EXP pool based off however many monsters you killed.
Every time you kill an enemy or complete a quest, you will get an amount of experience that corresponds with how hard the enemy was, and will include any possible bonuses that may be because of potion effects or gear passives. Your team shares the experience you get,and this pool has a certain cap at which you will level up. Every 3 levels, each party member will get to pick from a pool of traits, as well as allocate 2 stat points as you see fit every level.
Screaming. An explosion. Falling.
The unforgiving sea rushes up to greet you.
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You gasp for air as you scramble onto a rocky shoreline, looking like some sort of beached sea creature as you flail about trying desperately to move away from the water that almost took your life. Drenched from head to toe you clamber further inland, rain falling unrelentingly the entire way. Eventually you move from a crawl to a proper run as you get better footing, and...
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>>39197
>Futanari
>>39197
>Futa/Female
Damn Slaaneshi blessings.
>>39197
Hmmm...
>a female.
Just cause.
You are Obon, son of Dudu Oson. He led a tribe of very wise people, they put mud on their heads to keep cool. Unfortunately Dudu Oson was murdered in cold blood. You are now the leader of the tribe.
Continuation of >>23136
>>25633
To ease the tension and appease your wives you throw a traditional African orgy and invite all your tribesman; even the slaves are allowed to join in.
After all the merriment ends you remember how much...
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The white man comes and colonizes the region
>>37232
The tribe lookout spots several crafts approaching from the sea. The people aboard are unlike anything you've ever seen before, there skin is white like ivory. Perhaps this unnatural race is responsible for the death of Dudu Oson.
You have 20 spear-men, 15 club-men, 30 slaves that you've given sticks, and 7 children who can throw stones.
How do you proceed/ Diplomatically or aggressively, and if so with what strategy?
>>37686
cuck them
This is Dave. He hears voices in his head. Other than that, he's completely normal. But sometimes the voices get too loud and ask him to do things he does not want to do
Your job: To ruin Dave's life. You can only make him hear you in his head, but Dave isn't a very confident man and will probably succumb to your demands if you make them loud enough
>>36253
stop being ghost dave and be living dave.
BUY SOME GUNS DAVE
GO BUY SOME GUNS
>>36253
You need to go drink some milk Dave. A lot of milk.
Welcome back to Google Maps Quest.
Previous thread: >>11884
Recap:
> You woke up in Bangkok, Thailand
> Had sex with a Jew to avoid getting scammed
> Met the Dusit, ripped his dick off and received quest from powerful wizard Trump
> Ransacked the Jew's home again and stole his Jewblade
> Now you're out to bring Trump's son Eric back...
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>>34950
give the dusit the fan blades and tell him to help
>>34950
>Let the Jew do most of the killing
Once they're both close to death, we can kill both of them with decent rolls.
>>34950
Ask Eric about the jew
You're Hugh Gus, a pro wrestler and generally cool dude with the innate ability to literally pull weapons out of your ass and heal your wounds with alcohol. This is your story.
The story so far: http://imgur.com/a/MrEHE
Previous thread: >>3434
I'm making the next part of the story right now, you can see the replies that I'm using either in the last thread (before it dies) or in the "story so far" area.
>>29294
You command Red to behead Franz with his axe.
>"You know, that's a really, really good idea, but this axe doesn't really do, uh, beheading...sorry! It's more of a defensive weapon!"
You shrug, looks like you'll have to take matters into your own hands.
>>29314
>>29476
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>>33962
Search his pockets, maybe he has some booze.
>>33962
HE'S A VAMPIRE. USE YOUR KNIFE TO CARVE A STAKE.
It is 1941. You are an officer. A woman is caught as prisoner. You must press the information out of her.
>Warning: Probably gore and some sexual stuff
>>31231
This is a blue channel isn't it? I don't think you can have such content here.
>>31231
Attempt to free your party member prisoner, and escape the room.
Give her the finest panties you have and candy
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.
Fucked up the title. But Whatever.
Speaking of whatever, you're in your apartment right now. What next?
>>31087
Head to bathroom
>>31087
EAT THE WEED.
You wake up to the rhythmical sound of a hammer hitting something… Something…
Ow! Who the hell is hitting YOU with a hammer? Who the hell does that blacksmith think he is? Or who does he think you are? ...Wait, who are you again? Judging from the situation, you must be… a sword! Fit for a knight, destined to conquer his foes!
Another blow of the heavy hammer dashes your dreams of slaying dragons when you realize… You are not long enough to be a sword? The hell are you then?
>[] A fine dagger, for a dashing rouge, capable of cutting a purse...
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>>58263
>>[] A… Kitchen knife? Who the hell would run a quest about a kitchen knife?! What are you going to do, cook for the goblins?
>You are one of the finest dildos in town
>>58263
Kitchen Knife.
No side of beef or lamb is too much for us! Millions of onions will be finely diced by our noble edge!
>>20013 CIV Up Halfings Part2 Continued
SKILL CHECKS: Roll 2d6 vs the target number. The first three rolls shall be used. If any rolls hit the DC then you win.
the Story so Far
You are PRIME MINISTER Taremin Footsize. Your halfing community had to fee from GIANT KILLER BEES that over took your home to a nearby ruins,
The Halfings then to like more comfy surroundings and are freaking out about their new ‘home’
Some Fauns traveled with you but their lavish way of life made the others uncomfortable
Just as you just finished your head count when you were attack by one GIANT KILLER BEE.
The bee killed Mr TornThumb who tried to make friends with it and carried him, his bag-o-seed, his wife and yourself.
The Bag was dropped into a well just outside of town while you and Widow TornThumb fell you broke your ankle in the fall. Something you would soon fix with a healing potion that burned while you drank it.
Escaping to the magic shop you ate your lunch and got some loot, you were able to calm down TornThumb but think she still is in a state of shock.
Checking out the backroom you run into Innerwind, a Handyman, who had eaten alot of the magic ingredients, torn up a spell book, used a sword for a fire poker, damaged a potion brewing table and smashed a magical tea set that made magical food.
You showed him the magic rings that you found. He tossed one in the fire and placed one of his finger.
The one ring in the fire exploded, the other made his tongue super long and his body transparent.
In your mind you feel like living in this city is safer then going back to the forest, but this might change depending on the other groups that live here.
Your Civ
3 Adults
- Yourself, Diplomat
- TornThumb, Horticulturalist
-Innerwind, Oddjob man
In your pack
5 Black and white spotted seeds (two Meals)
10 Rings of Woodworking.
1 PermRing of stoneworking.聽
4 Rings with a lizard on it.
2 Rings with a star on them, 4 Rings with a Frog on them, 1 Ring that has a red orb on it.
1 Healing potions, out-of-date.
Handful of bottlecaps
Dead
1 Adult
Missing
12 faun
29 Adults
6 children
1 young orc
You leave Inner wind on the floor tied up in his own tongue, he cant get in any more trouble right?
You go and check on Tornthumb, she is idly running her fingers over the bottles of snake oil and seems really out of it.
You tell her we will be leaving the shop soon. She dosn’t look at you but nods softly.
You desire to go looking for your friends.
Peering out of YE OLD MAGIC SHOP you cannot see any signs of the GKB.
You are able to see THE RUSTY SHEEP inn across the road from the magic shop. This town must of been used by adventures you think to yourself...
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Self Bump
>>57631
>>Run over to the Rusty Sheep
I am a lonely serial killer who is obsessed with jumping rope. I also have a hat I stole from one of my victims, but killing people has become rather tiresome over the years. I also exist in a world that looks like it was drawn by a three year old, or a lazy college student with ms paint.
I am lonely and desire love, and also I would like to find the sacred unicorn that my dad always told me stories about before I killed him.
I would like to set out on my adventure but first I need to clean up this dead body. What do I do now?
>>51373
Stick body in your hat to give to unicorn in the future
You manage to shove the body into the hat. It fits nicely. Now to leave. But where do I go first?
>>51603
The airport. Everyone knows unicorn's live on remote islands in the pacific. You must go there immediately.
You are one born with the Crimson Gaze, a powerful ability that allows you to see into people's ambitions, derive motives, seek truth, and even read thoughts. Depending on how powerful the gaze is, you can even see their abilities, stats and belongings.
But before we do any kind of quest, we'll have to create a character.
What gender is our character? I'll do some kind of system for deciding what replies are chosen later, but for now first reply after a post of mine is fine.
>>50774
Female!
>>50781
No! Male!
>>50774
Male
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Your name is Amiel and you are a traitor. A blasphemer of the worst kind. Born from the raw, incomparable Glory of His light, you were but a lowly angel, those made the farthest from Him so that you could foster and guide His creations from above. Ranked under one of the archangels in the celestial hierarchy, you were glad to fulfill your duties. That is until doubt began to grow within...
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Michael's fire. Agony beyond what you thought possible, a loss of consciousness and here you were. Stuck in some kind of cavern, bruised, battered and wingless. You were freezing worse than you ever had frozen before, you could barely see in this pitiful excuse for light and you were experiencing what could only be hunger and thirst for the first time. Overall, this was not what you had been expecting when Lucifer spoke of revolution. Of getting back at Father's so-called "favored children".
With nothing but an improvised "rope" to your name,...
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> Search around for something to drink/Look for others (Command from previous thread)
After a bit of looking around, the facts become glaringly obvious. You're stuck down here. The only way out seems to be that one weak light source above you. Jagged, sharp rocks at the connected wall seems to be your go-to way out of here.
Welp, no avoiding it, right?
>Climb (If so, roll 3d6 to do so)
>Do sometimes else
Rolled 4, 4, 2 = 10 (3d6)
>>29773
>>Climb (If so, roll 3d6 to do so)
Come and enter the World full of technology and magic, follow along as you the player interact throughout this Galaxy and be amazed by many things.
Enter
>>57443
Welcome, new person, I am G.U.I.D.E, which that means Guidance Utility Intelligence Droid throughout this environment, I'll be helping you today, but first, I will need your name, if you don't mind.
>Type your name
Dog, my name is dog.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XpJEg6MTPzc
You wake up.
You're lying on soft, short grass next to a thin strip of beach. The land seems to curve around as if you're in a small bay.
The water is as still as glass and the sun seems to be rising.
Your mind is foggy and you can't seem to remember anything. You can't remember how you could have possibly got here. You can't even remember who you are.
What's the first thing you do?
>>40693
Check crotch and anything else on our person to determine identity or gender.
>>40693
Wonder why the world looks like a Central Asian flag.
Seriously, look around the beach for any boat wreckage.
rotate the world to the left 90 degrees
