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your move
Unlock the prison door for X to exit.
>>4400
[unzips dick]
>"Welcome Adventurer, it has been a great, great while since we've had a visiter."
The voice reverberates throughout the canyon of looming statues.
>"Many a dreams have led here, many a dreams have ended."
You look around in both awe and caution, as you follow the voice. Striking quick glances at the different facial expressions of the shadowy statues when the coast is clear.
>"And remember to follow The River Styx upstream to go back home.
You encounter a fork in the road, there is a small creak leading upstream on the left and a thicket of deaden oak trees to the right.
>Which shall you chose?
>>3450
If my post is even, oak trees
if my post is odd, to the creek
If my post is doubles, do a 360 and go back the way you came
>>3450
to the left
>>3457
>You walk upstream until you reach a lake.
There is a juncture of mangled and rearranged pieces of a familiar looking city.
>The sun is getting low and you think about starting a fire. However across the shore you notice a figure in Red and a figure in White.
>Which shall you choose?
Hey, you're Chandler. You're a guy and you can do pretty much anything.
So what do you do?
roll for a high number or something and you win
Rolled 1 (1d2)
make him go through his pockets maybe I dunno
Rolled 43 (1d100)
>>2734
I change Sonic's arms back to peach color. BLUE IS EVIL!
>>2770
hey good idea
Chandler goes through his pockets. He finds a hammer.
Now what does he do?
Holy shit, /Qst/, you just robbed a fucking bank! The cops are hot on your tail and you've got to think fast. You scale the nearest wall you see, bag of dosh dangling over your shoulder, clutched tightly in your fist. You don't know where you're going to go, or what you're going to do, but you do know why you did it.
Over the wall, a cityscape lays sprawled in front of you. The sounds of car horns and bar fronts echo through the labyrinthine streets to your ears.
>I did it to feed my family
>I did it as a rite of passage
>I did it to pay off the mob
>I did it to feed my drug addiction
>I did it for the l0lz
DID IT FOR FUCKING FUN
>>2188
You robbed the bank for the l0lz. Maybe you felt like causing mindless mayhem, maybe the kid at the drive thru window wouldn't serve you your chalupas because you were 8 cents shorts, maybe you're following up on a dare one of your frat buddies gave you when you were back in college. You're not even entirely sure. Whatever the reason, you just robbed a bank of about fifteen thousand dollars ($15,000) cash, and now there are a dickton of cops after you. Over the wall, you stand on a street corner.
>From the left, you hear the sounds of construction and in the distance, you can see some men wearing hard hats surrounded by orange cones. A construction site would be a great place to lose the cops.
>To the right, you hear the cheers of thousands of people. There's a parade in town today, and the large crowd and loud noises could just be enough to disorient the 5-0
>You could turn around and surrender yourself. After all, this was probably just a momentary lapse in judgment. "I'd bet," you think to yourself, "I could back in my cubicle in eighteen months with good behavior."
Lowering the flow on my brush. I am not an artist, and this artificial blur is not helping
Sleep.
Dreams. Except, not a dream.
You remember. You don't exactly remember but you know that you are awake- kind of.
Flashbacks.
What's do you see?
>Pick one
>[]Fists
>[]Wires
>[]Lies
>>2102
>Dicks
>>2111That would fall under Lies
>>2117
Lies it is.
You encounter a strange frog
>>1969
I charge at it with a knife
>>1969
I try to cook it. Frog legs are tasty.
>>1986
>>1989
the frog summons a katana and hops wildly toward you screeching gibberish
Bob is wanted for robbing a bank. The Government is tracking you, sending in the Military to find you. The most picked option will continue Bob's Adventure.
What're our options here? What do we have to work with?
>>1365
Bob kills himself
>>1365
Grey backpack bob.
You are in control of the corporeal being known as PERRY THE PUMPKIN and PERRY is currently attempting to get off of an insane cocaine high.
The problem is, the farmer who owns the land HE treads is currently moving towards HIS location, and PERRY is unsure how to move, for HE is a pumpkin after all!
The first EVEN numbered reply will guide PERRY to HIS fate.
>>1678
TRY TO JUMP SOMEWHERE
Roll away
>>1678
Attempt to roll in to cover and hide.
You are a BARD named DEBDEN.
You like to think you are pretty good with the ladies, if not for your crippling aversion towards being touched by other human beings. You just arrived home after a long tour through Underhill and the surrounding counties only to find that your village has disappeared. Not the entire thing, just certain buildings. More importantly, your house is missing.
You are very surprised and concerned by this but it may be difficult to tell due to your SHABBY BARD BANGS.
How do you proceed?
>>797
You ask your neighbour what happened since that is the most sensible thing to do when your house has vanished for no apparent reason.
>Oh, we paid a bunch of giants to take away the houses of the people we didn't like. Mostly bards and their groupies.
I thought we got along fine.
>Well, you were always kind of obnoxious when you were practicing. No hard feelings, yeah? You can just go wherever the giants put your house. I think they said they were moving them somewhere near Frostville. Didn't bother to listen to the specifics.
You couldn't have waited for everyone to talk it out? Or done something about all the elf prostitutes running around?
>Nah, you guys had to go. You know what they say about bards.
I don't.
>Well, I have to go launder my snake. Enjoy your new home!
>Head towards Frostville
>Talk to more people
>Other
Oh shit son, you are an anime protagonist!
You don't know how it happened, or when, but you've got ridiculous spiky hair and a deck of incredibly expensive trading cards.
Speaking of which, your deck. The most important part of any duelist.
What deck do you run?
[ ] Macro Rabbit Speedroids
[ ] Fire Fist Speedroids
[ ] Speedroids
[ ] Burning Abyss Speedroids
[ ] Phantom Knight Burning Abyss Speedroids
[ ] Blue-Eyes Speedroids
[ ] Performapal Odd-Eyes Speedroids
[ ] Speedroid Monarchs
[ ] HATS: Hands Artifact Traptrix Speedroids
[ ] Stunshit feat. Speedroids
[ ] Speedroid Psyframes
[ ] Speedroid Evilswarms
[ ] Speedroid Kaiju
[ ] Write In?
>>723
skull servant
>>723
>[ ] Write In?+
THE HEART OF THE CARDSA.K.A Exodia cheat deck
Burning abyss phantom knight speedroid, obviously.
You don't want to admit it, but you're lost- you have been, for hours. None of the surrounding landscape looks familiar, and you're 99% certain that the teleportation circle you used malfunctioned and shunted you off to a completely random location in the world. In the distance, you see and decide to investigate:
>Some inviting caves in a nearby mountain to the north of you
>Smoke off the horizon to the east
>A river running south, not too far from here
>A gigantic fissure in the ground, due west of here. The river seems to bend deftly around the fissure, oddly enough.
While you're walking, you reminisce somewhat on who you are.
>A sorcerer trained with swords and shields, for an ultimate defense. Magic runs potently through your blood, and is directly tied to your stamina.
>A warlock trained with heavy weapons, to annihilate your enemies with powerful blows. Your magic comes from sacrifice and service, and is directly tied to such.
>A mage extensively trained in the use of ranged weapons, so that even without mana to work with, you're a deadly foe to go against. Your magic comes purely from knowledge of how to manipulate ambient mana, and thus is directly tied to the world itself.
(All classes are trained in the use of Heavy Armor, for that foreboding look that we all know and love. Spells known will be dictated by class chosen.)
You also happen to know for a fact that you're a:
>Suggest a race!
>Lack of consensus on a race will lock you into being a HUMAN.
Rolled 28 (1d100)
I vote skeleton
Rolled 78 (1d100)
>>652
>>A gigantic fissure in the ground, due west of here. The river seems to bend deftly around the fissure, oddly enough.
>A sorcerer trained with swords and shields, for an ultimate defense. Magic runs potently through your blood, and is directly tied to your stamina.
I vote human.
>>680
Vote for more than just race, shitbird.
You are Kishima Kouma, hobo half-demon and master of the Chaos Dunk. What will you do today?
>>373
Unleash the Chaos Dunk obviously.
>>373
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>>373
Sire an apprentice
YOU are ANON, glorious lurker of the interwebs, most magnificent of all poorly drawn stickmen.
During your usual evenings perusal of the hottest internet locations, you have, unfortunately found your evening's glow interrupted by a stupid online argument. In the course of said argument, your opponent happened to utter a particularly vulgar phrase. Yes, he told you, amazing, genius you, to go piss up a rope!
Now, normally such a comment would simply flow past you as water from a duck's back, but this one, this one has stuck. It has taken root. It grows, slowly, eating up your thoughts like a ravenous beast. You must obey it. You must attempt... to piss up a rope.
Sadly you have fallen not even at the first hurdle for you haven't even reached the starting blocks, indeed you have yet to even don your ceremonial numbered shirt for you find yourself struck by a terrible realization: you have neither a rope, nor the need to piss.
What do?
>>178
> [x] Browse Gelbooru for loli watersports
>>218
You attempt to browse [nigger]booru, for loli watersports, however you are thwarted by the Royal Society for the Protection of Morals siteblocking app, as installed on all Good Citizen's computers as of the Totally Legit Not at all Invasive For The Children Act of 20X8.
Fortunately thanks to the honor system for self arrest means as introduced by the See, We're not a Police State Act of 20XX, you have up to 28 hours before you are required to hand yourself in to a helpful Incarcercorp Operative at the nearest detention centre. You can't wait too long though, last time you tried to evade arrest you gave yourself a nasty black eye in the ensuing scuffle.
You are now on a TIME LIMIT, and still have neither rope nor urine.
What do?
>>411
Collect American beer. This will be chemically close enough to piss to work.
On the second edition of Hotpocket Quest, we are still searching. Searching for truth. Searching for hotpockets.
> Go left
> Go right
> Turn around
> Leave the board
>>92
>> Go right
>>92
> Go left
> Go right
> Turn around
> Go forward
> Move ahead
> Leave the board
Hello everyone. I’m having some difficulties with completing the Quest assigned by the Brotherhood of Steel In Fallout 4. Ive done dozens of those little quests given by Rhys and Haylen, and, all of a sudden, I’m unable to do them anymore. I want too report to them as usual to finish the task and Rhys won’t even speak tto me, as if I wasn’t even there, while Haylen only comments on how she’s still awaiting the results of my findings (I’ve got the artifact for her in my inventory!). The same goes for Ingram and his ‘gather technical documentation quest. As for the main questline, I built the machine that got me into the Institute using BoS and I’ve now got the Nuclear Alternative quest to do. What can be the problem? Has anyone encountered a similar glitch? I’d appreciate all the help I can get.
You have to kill the faction leader to access the right dialouge needed
>>11361
Rules dude. Read them. Literally a sticky.dumbass
You mean me or the person that replied to my message?
