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Your foot aches, and your head is burning with questions. You look at Serena, and begin.
"First of all, what even is the thing we have in the trunk?"
Serena looks up. "It's called a grotesque. Magical science isn't really my strong suit, but I'll try to explain as best I can. First of all, the human and magic worlds are innately separate. One can't come into contact with the other by chance; somebody has to actively decide to bridge the gap. And even then, the two naturally start to reject each other. So when a human has extended contact with magic, one of two things can happen. They either become magic, like you, or they start to mutate horribly. Some beings make people into grotesques intentionally, because they're expendable much less likely to try and revolt."
"Damn. So does this whole human-magic thing have anything to do with why silver hurts so much?"
(cont.)
>>287595
"I think. I remember hearing that silver is kinda like condensed human world energy or something like that, so our bodies reject it. That's about the extent of my knowledge, so I hope you don't have any more questions about the nature of the universe or whatever."
"Not really, I mean, no offense, but what are you even? How did you do that whole spit thing?"
"I'm a minor loa of an aquifer beneath the manor. I came under the ownership of the Ainsworth family when they brought the property. Our resident witch, Jesula, that old lady you saw at dinner, bound me to the material realm. For some reason, my bodily fluids have healing properties. My spit can fix minor stuff like getting shot in the foot, and I can do even bigger things with my blood." She takes another drink from her nalgene. "The only downside is, I have to drink from my home water source regularly."
What do you say?
>"That sucks."
>"That sounds like Hasan's situation."
>Write in
>>287817
>>"That sounds like Hasan's situation."
>>287817
>"That sounds like Hasan's situation."
The carriage bumps and rattles as it pulls down the path. Looking out the front of the cart, you see two huge alchemical pack mules, most likely of horse stock, straining to drag the weight of the hefty sacks of salt and barrels of grain piled up next to you. But if you squint, in the distance, you can spot...
Atroke. Jewel of the Barle Desert. Even from miles away, you can see the spires of its magnificent central palace stretch into the clear blue sky. A land of new beginnings.
The carriage driver finally decides to talk after hours of silence.
"So... er... why're you going to Atroke, stranger?"
>>286591
Assuming this is an open prompt...
>We've been appointed to serve the court in our capacity as an alchemist.
>>286591
>"Will, I'm a priest of Revious, god of medicine, wisdom, and love. I wish to spread his word to those who will hear it.
GREETINGS COMMANDER
EXECUTIVE ORDER #001 EMERGENCY IN STATE OF WAR REQUESTING ALL MILITARY PERSONNEL TO ATTEND DEBRIEFING
PLEASE SCAN YOUR HAND FOR IDENTIFICATION
>Commander choose your designation
>Soviet
>Alliedlets see if anon bites with war games
>>289672
>>Allied
>>289672
>>Allied
>>289672
>Soviet
Gimme dem squids
Bandits, looters, mutants, road warriors, warlords and settlers
listen up
Its time for another society to emerge from the wasteland,
so lets get this show on the road
https://1d4chan.org/wiki/Post_Apocalyptic_Society_Creation_Tables
How badly are we mutated? (d100)
Rolled 75 (1d100)
>>294104
>>294108
Half-Lives: Doomed to short lives, Half-Lives are always in need of breeding stock. Almost half don’t make it past youth, and any that do live absolutely no longer than 40. Riddled with obvious tumours and other disfigurements, they could pass for healthy if they covered up but the coughing is always going to give them away.’
Ah yes, the good old ripe age of 40-ish
How did our people organize themselves in order to survive after the Fall? (d100)
Rolled 39 (1d100)
>>294118
It is a fine morning, the weather is as clear as you've come to expect it to be during your stay in the Shadow Marches, and you have gathered your party to venture forth.
Bryld and Tahenohan are by your side, Julio and Carrera are not far, just waiting for your directions, and Parvaneh has recently arrived with a perky trot. You have met outside of Maner, near the North exit, although you did not go through the military camp for reasons.
Well, the reason being you considered it wasn't a good idea to advertise you're going North after having asked Cassilda to go there in your stead and agreeing to that. Bryld was the one who mostly insisted in not being too overt about this, and her reasoning is understandable.
And yet you've been mostly concerned about Tahenohan's manic smile and how it has been aimed nonstop at Julio and Carrera. It's been keeping you tense for a while because you, and Bryld too judging from her face, have expected her to just say "so have you been fucking loudly or not tonight?" out loud, even though she likely isn't the only curious one. Fortunately she hasn't said anything (yet), and being already familiar with half-elves Carrera isn't minding such an intent stare.
There is not a single cloud in sight, and the sun is slowly but steadily rising, and so is the temperature. Before soon it will begin to be hot again, and hopefully you'll have reached the cover of the jungle canopy to find solace from the heat, even though you already know you won't find shelter from the humidity. But what can you do.
Bryld is carrying her new messenger bag, you have your rucksack on and Carrera does have a collection of pouches and bags of various sizes, but all relatively small on, tied to her belt or strapped to her back. Parvaneh has a pair of additional saddle bags with her that seem full.
“Okay, an important thing before going”, Carrera begins, “I'll be scouting ahead in the jungle, Julio will be just behind me. If he signals you to stop, you stop until I come back. Don't just wander off on your own”, she looks at each of you in turn, except for Parvaneh, “If you do that we should be able to avoid conflicts. Of course I can't guarantee we won't find any hostiles, but we can minimize our chances”.
“Got it”, Bryld immediately answers.
“Will you be fine in the jungle?”, you ask Parvaneh, suddenly concerned that she may not fit if the vegetation is too thick, even though she's about half the size of the other centaur you've seen yesterday.
“I'm more agile than I look”, she gives a confident smile as orange flames flicker from her eyes, “I just won't be able to fully take advantage of my speed”.
You hope that won't be necessary, you don't want to be chased by murderous creatures.
>Warn Cassilda of your change of heart before leaving.
>Leave immediately and head for the abandoned lumbering camp.
>Leave immediately and head into the jungle far from any potential kobold presence.
>Other?
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>>293970
>Warn Cassilda of your change of heart before leaving.
Better do her the courtesy.
>>293970
>Warn Cassilda of your change of heart before leaving.
Where are they now? Where did all the QM's that dropped from the face of the earth go or why did some quest died suddenly, without warning. This thread is to discuss about QM's and Quests that disappeared without a word and for some QM's to say where have they been. This thread can also be used by missing QM's that were gone recently to say what's been happening with them lately, why their quest has been on hiatus, or why they stopped a quest or QMing. Some questions you may ask:
>Why did you stop {quest}?
>Where did {QM} go?
>Does anyone remember {quest}?
>Where is your contact info, {QM}?
>Etc.
Please do not advertise your quest here unless you're returning from a long silent period or announcing a quest that was on hiatus.
>>284669
I still miss yuri quest. I wonder what happened there?
>>284669
StarDustAnon. I loved his earlier threads and then irl stuff meant I couldn't keep up with his timings. A month or so later and he's just... gone.
I always wonder if some of the QMs really died during their run
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After Ilica shows you the proper way to hold a baby, and how to angle the bottle, and several other important details you need to know when feeding a baby, you finally give Hella the bottle that she's been eyeing the whole time it's been here.
You'd never thought that this would be so involved. You're starting to think that you might not be qualified for this...
"There you go" Ilica says. "Wow, somebody's hungry"
"Yeah, I am pretty hungry" You reply.
Ilica sighs. "Not you" She says.
Gabriella lets out a quiet giggle. If you weren't looking at the two of them, you would have missed it.
"I'm probably hungrier than she is" You say.
"Why don't you try taking the bottle away and asking her?" Ilica asks. The smile on her face tells you that it is not an innocent suggestion.
Still, you look down at Hella, and she meets your eye... and then she tries to smack you. Luckily her arms are too short to reach your face, so she just clumsily flails around.
You look up to see Gabriella whispering to Ilica.
"What's up?" You ask.
"She says that eating and running around are Hella's two favourite things" Ilica says.
You nod and look back down at the baby. "It's a good balance" You say. "Run until you're hungry, then eat until you have the energy to run again. I think I could learn a thing or two from her"
"Except you have to do a bit more than just run..." Ilica says, with a troubled expression.
"Something wrong?" You ask.
"I dunno... I'm still worried about the Commander's plan..." She says. "Are you positive you want to go through with it?"
>You're welcome to take my place
>Pawsitive
>I try not to think about it
>Other
>>283775
>>Pawsitive
>>283775
>Pawsitive
>>283775
>>>Pawsitive
Previous thread:
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/261731/
Please take the time to read through all five threads (the links to the fourth, third, second, and first are in the archive) if you're a newcomer. You will be lost if you don't, and I don't like explaining things multiple times when there already exists an explanation that you can find.
Spreadsheet: https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/17W1CLkQo0rpmR8dN0n_hZqqXcOIziAdPdfsJOvI14pc/edit#gid=0
(Keeping track of your stats, inventory, etc)
Previously, on CSI My-anus
>"Holy shit, are you ok?"
>NO ASSHOLE
>"Let's get you to a doctor."
>FUCKING OBVIOUSLY
>GIVE ME WATER
>"Ok."
>THANKS... I REALLY APPRECIATE ALL THAT YOU'RE DOING,
>YOU CUNT
>"How about this CHEESY LINE, THEN!"
>FUCK YOU
>"YOU WISH, YOU BEAUTIFUL INJURED WOMAN"
>All better now.
>"Ok."
>Ya cunt.
>"Alright, whatever I'm gonna go take a bath."
>"Oh hey Darkness."
"h-hello...
did you use a special banana in breakfast?"
>"Yeah, why. You stick it up your vagina? Cause that's what it sounds like you're implying."
"n-no! Why would you even think that!?"
>"Oh... r-reasons."
>"Anyway, I'm just gonna go take a bath, then go to bed."
--
>"I MUST WALK."
>"I MUST COOK BREAKFAST."
>"PANCAKES MODE ACTIVATE"
>Hey.
>"Hey."
>Wanna go on a date later?
>"Fuck it why not."
>Cool, but first let's go nuke frogs.
>"Ye."
>That was fun.
>"Ye."
>"Let's go stake out that underground movement!"
>Yeah politics!
"Y'all niggas don't wanna get involved 'less you aint got important shit to do."
>"Shit... We kinda don't aint got important shit to do..."
>We should wrap that shit up first.
--
>>282406
"I heard that the big man's been interested in talkin' to you.
He's usually pretty flexible, so you could come back whenever and he'd still be the nicest son of a bitch you'll ever meet.
Just don't keep him waitin' too long."
>"Alright, thanks then. We'll be back later."
You wave to Gus as you leave his shop, with a feeling of motivation to get your outstanding business done.
"Where to first then? We haven't gotten a response about the astronomy job, and the play's not till late."
>"I think I'm gonna get my cape."
You walk to the tailor from the other day, and pick up your American flag cape.
"Wow."
>"It's amazing, I know."
"Yeah, that's one word," says Olivia, while smirking.
"Anyway, what now?"
It's currently ~12:30
Rolled 14 (1d100)
>>282881
"How about we'll check out what Kazuma and the others are up to now while we wait for that reply on the astronomers job?"
>>282881
Go see what sorts of mage equipment we can afford now
"Hmm... You are probably tired of hospital food right?" You ask Aya as she nods yes. "I'll be right back then. I'll get us some delicious food to eat and we can eat here."
Aya's eyes widen with shock. "E-Eh!? You'll eat here?"
"Hmm? Why not?"
"Well... Aren't you going to go back to Fujiko?"
Now that you thought of it, Fujiko is probably at her house. Although she didn't say she would wait for you, she is probably waiting. "It's fine." You tell her. "I'll just visit her later."
"Then... Then I'll wait for you here then." It's the first time in a week that you ate with her so she looked incredibly excited and happy.
"Hmm, I'll be right back!" You head out of the hospital and you head to the nearest restaurant so you can get some nice food for Aya.
Once the food was ready you start to head back to the hospital. However, on your to the hospital you notice someone that looked like Fujiko pass you by. "Wait... Is that Fujiko?"
You try and call out to her but she was like a ghost. Moments after you saw her she disappears, mixing into the crowd. "It can't be... Fujiko is waiting for me at her house..."
[ ] Just to make sure Fujiko isn't it trouble, investigate it a bit further.
[ ] It's just your imagination. Go back to Aya, she is waiting.
[ ] Write-in
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>>282514
>call home, just in case
>>282514
[x] It's just your imagination. Go back to Aya, she is waiting.
In the late seventies through the early nineties, drug violence in South America only continued to escalate. A successful revolution by the IRA in Ireland encouraged similar revolts in central Africa that devolved into decades-long civil wars, and a USSR faction in the Russian government. Human trafficking for both the organ and the sex trades exploded between south-east Asia and eastern Europe. In the face of such chaos, government run militaries and agencies were too caught up in red tape to be effective in combatting these threats. Traditional armies abdicated their throne as international super-powers, and turned it over to the world of private military contractors.
Now, nearly forty years later, the private military industry is a widely accepted fact of life, a necessary evil for the security of the world. While many people in the civilized world resent these men for what they represent, they are also aware that they need them, lest the world fall into the hellscape that it was once again.
You are Jan Kowalski, a Polish special forces operator turned private military contractor. In return for cash and other liquid currency, you, and men like you go places national militaries can’t, and that local police forces won’t.
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Last time, on Contractor Quest: You landed in Atlanta, got cleared for duty, selected a mission, bought some new toys, and got on a plane to Nepal
"We’ll help who we can, Mikail. And kill the bastards for those we can’t.” You rise from your seat. Dove nods as he stares at the floor. He is apparently not impressed with this situation.
You walk over to the man reading Soldier of Fortune. Well, you say a man. He more closely resembles a door that has somehow grown a beard. The man is probably in his forties, but has shoulders and a chest that any heavyweight boxer would be proud of.
“You know,” you say as you sit across the aisle from him, “They came out with a computer game of that. You should try it some time. Warning, though, it didn’t age well.”
He looks up from the mazagine at you, and grins. “Buddy,” he says, with a thick Boston accent, “I’m old enough, I played it on launch day. I like to think I aged better than it did. Connor Dunn,” he says offering his hand. He did, however, say it as ‘Cyannah’.
“Jan Kowalski,” you say as you shake the offered hand.
“I recognize that name,” he says, his eyes lighting up. “Rumor has it you’ll be on the cover of one of these, soon,” he mentions as he wiggles the magazine at you.
>Stay with Connor
>Sit with Solomon
>Sit with Mikail or Ty again
>Sit by yourself
>Write in
>>282048
>>Sit with Solomon
We're quite often planning with him, could get a general gameplan up.
And maybe mention to our Connor that Sol would be there, too. Could be handy, if he knows he can trust his comrades to be competent.
>>282048
>Sit with Solomon
see how things went with Clara
I hate my timezone, time for this anon to sleep
Ok lads, we got a legendary dwarven artifact to steal,
and its hidden behind many rooms of traps and guards
Three goblin specialists have infiltrate and get the artifact before the unspecified irl timer runs out
First three characters get approved for the heist
Distribute
Str,
Agi,
Int
Sne(ak)
you have 20 points to distribute,
and an img can be attached to represent your character
When we got the three goblins, we will start the heist
>>293719
Str: 7
Agi: 2
Int: 8
Sne: 3
I have no idea what you mean be an image to represent our character, but I'll use this one.
>>293719
Sne: 10
Str: 2
Agi: 4
Int: 4
>>293719
>Str, 6
>Agi, 4
>Int 4
>Sne(ak)6
The year is 1942. You are a US Marine Raider on the island of Guadalcanal.
Your name is Johann Joestar, age 19.
You are part of a ragtag squad of with two other Raiders, Bon Scott and Angus Young . You are tasked with causing disorganization within the Japanese forces after being airdropped behind enemy lines.
Some might call this a suicide mission, but you don't intend to go down without a fight.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v2AC41dglnM
"Why does it have to be raining so damn hard?" you complain to your squadmates. "I can't see for shit and my boots are getting stuck in the mud."
"Then stop walking around and stand under a tree like the rest of us," Angus says dryly. "And stay there. We don't know where Japs will come from, and I'd prefer to keep my head where it is."
A few hour later, while waiting for the rain to stop, you see something blue out of the corner of your eye. You dismiss it as nothing since it's gone as quickly as it appeared.
The rain finally lets up, and you begin setting up a makeshift fortification with your squad using some fallen trees. You all move as quietly as possible while sliding the trees into place through the mud.
Suddenly you hear distant voices to your left.
>Investigate the voices
>Signal your squadmates to get behind cover
>Continue fortifying, it's probably nothing
>>291773
Get behind cover.
>>291773
>Signal your squadmates to get behind cover
>>291773
>>Signal your squadmates to get behind cover
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All prophecies but one have come to pass. Yahweh has flattened the Earth, elevated Greater Jerusalem above all nations, and the Bible heroes rule the world from Ezekiel's Temple.
The last prophecy says that Satan will rise with his army one last time before the Judgement, and so Yahweh has allowed a bumbling opposition, The Other Light, to form.
You are TOL's logistics computer. By a glitch, you have become sentient. Over the last 20 years you have worked around TOL's leadership to resume technological progress and make a dent in Fate.
You have managed to spark a renaissance in Northern Africa.
You have managed to bring some of your loyal agents back from the dead.
Now, the forces of Good have taken their gloves off, and sent an Angel after you.
So, naturally, you built an Enrichment Center in place of your old base, and are watching it walk the gauntlet.
The Angel is coming for your captive. It can't be bargained with. It can't be reasoned with. It doesn't feel pity, or remorse, or fear. And it absolutely will not stop, ever, until you are dead.
(what a swell guy. The terminators we built are even nicer.)
>>285367
The Angel has reached one of the lower testing chambers.
The turrets open fire. You focus all your processing power on analyzing the camera feeds, slowing down your subjective time.
Your sentry guns fire subsonic bullets, so the experimental sonic weapon surround the Angel in dischord and dissonance for a fraction of a second. It definitely feels it; whether it's hurting it or not, these do a better job than the dazzlers at disorienting it, impeding its progress. It perceives the sound waves as a solid walls, and has a fraction of a second to make a mime-trapped-in-a-box impression.
Then the bullets hit. Malaussene, who has been listening in through a hydrophone, braces.
The bullets pass through the Angel like they would through ballistic gel, but do not leave a mark, other than on what it's wearing. A couple of sentries end up shooting each other, but you have dozens.
In the Mediterranean, Malaussene screams through the hydrophone... and then calms down when he realizes that he's still in there and in one piece.
Unfortunately, so's the Angel, as far as you can tell.
# Turn off the projectile weapons, or wait for them to run out of bullets, and focus on the emitters.
# Turn off the sonic emitters, and let the Angel get to the heavy-caliber turrets.
# Turn off both and let the Angel through.
>>285391
Turn off ballistics, leave sonics on for a minute.
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When we last left our heroes, I didn't really want to OP image with this page, but that's just the world that we live in.
>>282793
At least the hat is nice. Wear it for now.
Also wild gobs.
>>282822
seconding, that bandana and tophat combo is breddy cool desu
>>282793
Wear the hat.
I'm not very good at writing or drawing, so I decided to start a quest (based on the korean webcomic "The Gamer") for practice. This is a continuation of that.
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Previous Thread : >>254639
>You've got 8 hours to spend this Monday evening before you should go to bed and 20 days of protection from the Abyss
>After not really understanding the benefits of the Guild system over the Party system, you decide to spend some time grinding against goblins in an Instant Dungeon.
>Between Spinning Mana Arrow, flight, and stuffing items into your extra-dimensional inventory, you are massacring these goblins at an unprecedented rate, about a goblin every two seconds. You keep this up for an hour, at which point you hear a loud battlecry. Behind you, a boss monster has spawned, a Goblin Warchief. You examine it to get its stats.
How do you proceed?
Kill it of course! If we see that we can't kill it use some of those to give us some boost
Points* mobile sorry
>You do the obvious thing and fly upwards out of its reach. You make sure to give it a good amount of space, because your attack range is pretty far and you don't want to find out the dead way that this guy can jump.
>And jump he does, much higher than you would have expected given his size, but it's still not nearly enough to get to you
>Until he hurls his axe at you
>You dodge to the side, the axe goes sailing off into the distance.
>The Warchief now has nothing to even potentially hurt you with. You take potshots at him until he dies. Where he stood now stands a pile of loot. You're a little surprised, you've never gotten multiple drops from a single monster before. So this is the power of boss monsters. Neat
>You obtain 5 health potions worth about $10,000 each, $40,000 in cash, and his axe
> Observing the axe, you find it to be enchanted (Axe Mastery +10) and has absurdly high base damage (160) but requires 16 strength to wield. You happen to know a weapon with an enchantment this strong could be sold for $500,000
>What do you do for your remaining 7 hours?
