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I'm bored and this quest will probably die a quick death so who gives a fuck. The idea behind this quest is that in this modern day world Superhumans Exist, and the Quest will deal with all the trouble that causes for everybody. I've ran quests before (one in particular was a huge success that I loved running a while back) so I know what I'm doing -- sort of.
And to prove my previous statement wrong, lets start the Quest with something everybody loves, character generation!
So lets get the Quest underway:
Lets find out where our first protagonist is from:
1. England, Rose City
2. America, New Capital
Roll 1d2 first roll wins
Rolled 1 (1d2)
>>268331
>>268334
Great, now we know where we’re from; England's garden of opportunity, Rose City.
Now another important question:
Are you:
1. Rich
2. Working-Class
3. Poor
Roll 1d3 first reply wins.
>>268334
Oi mate, what the bloody fock is wrong with ya? A bloody fockin' one!
Darkness. You lie in the darkness and think of all that has happened in the last month. Your home, the great kingdom of Drakka and last known settlement of kobolds in the Upperdark has fallen. Man-spider hybrids prey on the corpses of your friends and families and hunt you down at every turn. A strange beast roams the caves, an unstoppable force preying on any kobolds that travel unguarded. You have met other survivors, led by a friendly but odd pyromancer kobold.
When the Chitine hordes sounded their battlecry and charged into the city, burning everything they could find and killing all who called it home, you could do nothing but run alone through the darkness and try to escape with your life. For centuries, the bones of your ancestor, the last dragon stood guard over the city and provided sanctuary with the reptilian descendents etching out a living in the dark. Under the guardian dragon’s protection your people thrived in their home, however all fires die down eventually; the light once more fell to darkness.
Only now has the darkness begun to fade, overwhelmed by a light growing deep within the caverns of the Upperdark. Your name is Criproghad and you have found a settlement inside a large crater inside one of the cavernous openings in the dark. This is your chance to rebuild Drakka to its former glory, in a new and brilliant light. All you can hope is that your light can stoke the fires in the hearts of your new family to bring about a new age in kobold history before you fall to your own darkness.
“It’s time to head back, softscales. Your people have begun to wonder where you’ve gone; I can’t keep telling them their leader has left to drive himself mad in the dark caves.” You laugh a hissing laugh, and grab the arm of your friend as he helps you up. A new day has begun, and there is much to do if you are to reclaim your old home.
I’ll be posting recaps from all the main character’s perspectives so you have an idea of what’s happening, then a status and call for the first actions.
Criproghad:
Climbing down the sloping wall of the crater, your foot catches in a couple places as worn stone crumbles under you almost sending you falling down to your death. A new method of entrance may be needed soon to ensure the safety of your villagers, perhaps the pig tail fibers that have been harvested from the new farm would be useful for ropes.
You soon find yourself back in your home, a humble stone shelter containing your bed of tied together cave wheat and pig tail fibers, and a stone desk piled with stacks of books of which you have no comprehension. One is open on the bed and you search the pages for some discernable shape or character, however you are lost on where to begin with the runic scribbles that the book contains. One figure continues to catch your eye, as if you have seen it before somewhere but you cannot remember where. Sitting at the desk you sort through the bits of scrap you have collected and begin to work on your project, lights powered by magic that burn for eternity with only an original magic source as their fuel. This project will take much time to finish, however you feel you have made large strides so far. You lean back in your chair, much to do, but where to begin?
Goldemaar:
Returning from retrieving the only person in your new home you’ve come to think of as a friend, you can’t help but find yourself concerned for the little guy. He’s been spending much time in the darkness of the surrounding tunnels and with the threat of an unknown beast lurking in the shadows you can’t help but worry for his safety. Slink will be fine, Slink is always fine. He has grown to fear the beast so you have no concern for his safety; Criproghad however has no fear. Perhaps if you ease some of his stress over the concerns of the village he will ease up a bit.
You pat a child kobold on the shoulder, you’ve seen him sulking in the same alleyway for days now. His parents were never found when escaping from the city after they were separated while making their flight. Perhaps some more exploration of the caves may yield some insight into the whereabouts of the other refugees. Many villagers are also concerned for their new family’s safety with what everyone has come to call “the beast” stalking your hunters in the dark. This new threat may need to be confronted soon. Slink may have some more information on where The Beast hides, if you can get him to speak about it.
You sigh and take a deep breath to orient yourself to the new tasks, then smile as you see the three new pyromancer kobolds Ember has created finally returning from their training. Things will begin to look up, you’ll make sure of it.
I'll wait for a few replies to see if there's interest before I post the status block for the tribe.
You got a map op?
Also bump for interest
Bumping,
And second on the map request.
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You are Peter Hornberg. You entered a Virtual Reality game called ‘Legends of Zeltanna’ from which you are now trying to escape (kind of).
So far you’ve:
Become a Wizard
Encountered a dragon
Escaped a dragon
Found a town troubled by a dragon
Left a town troubled by a dragon
Killed some baby gatorants
Met a nigger elephant man
Sold carapace dust/cocaine to nigger elephant man
Met a ranger named Lelogas
Befriended a ranger named Lelogas
Grinded at Gatorant Hill
Met a pretty rogue named Robin
Got robbed by a pretty rogue named Robin
Got hired by Robin to help steal Lelogas’s bow
Found out Robin is Lelogas’s ex
Met a dwarf blacksmith
Had dwarf blacksmith make carapace boots
Saw a fight between swordsmen
Helped the loser of a swordfight
Met a cleric named John Preston
Befriended a cleric named John Preston
Added a cleric named John Preston to your party
Became suspicious that John is a faggot
Ignored suspicions that John is a faggot
Rode a giant yellow grasshopper
Met the nigger elephant man again
Borrowed some books from nigger elephant man
Read a book
Learned new rituals
Went to Owlwasp Hive
Left Owlwasp Hive
Went to Isten Prison
Almost died
Killed some skeletons
Killed some ghouls
Leveled up
Fought a boss battle against a death knight
Killed a death knight with cunning
Broke the fucking game with insane level ups
Got some treasure
Tried to kill a Lich
Fell down stairs
Almost died
Learned about John’s life
Bought tickets to Dorter Magic City
Read an autobiography
Researched a new ritual
Met Brainy314
Found out death is not death
Arrived at Dorter Magic City
Bought a Sword and Ivory Staff
Met up with Lelogas and Robin
Told Lelogas, death is not death
Helped John become Captain America
Started researching a new ritual
Got blinded by hydra poison
Got cured of blindness by Lavozieh
Got hired by Lavozieh to break into a senator’s office
Made some money distributing flyers
Got robbed by a mysterious book thief
Properly executed a break-in
Learned Alchemy
Had some feels with John
Decided to make the greatest violin in the world for John
Went to the Gangsta Guild office
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>>265867
We agreed to inquire about benefits and obligations
Your name is Dana Smith, after many weeks of travel by foot you have reached your destination. You remove your helmet and to reveal your long blonde locks that go just past your shoulders. You quickly secure a house that is in rough shape but secure enough to spend the night in. You take a seat in the kitchen and place your backpack and map on a small brown wooden table in front of you. You check your backpack's contents and the rest of your equipment.
You have;
A chinese assault rifle
A full set of outcast power armor
A set of dirty mercenary clothes(Leather jacket, jeans, boots)
3 Magazines each with fully loaded with 30 rounds
2 Stimpacks
A iguana on a stick
300 bottlecaps
A inspection of your map shows you're a few miles north west of Paradise falls. Your map has the location of Paradise Falls, Little Lamplight, Megaton and Rivet City marked.
What do you do?
You're on a mission to track down a lost Outcast member who vanished while in the northern Capital Wasteland reaches. No sight of him has come back, other than a message. "I am not leaving the Oasis."
You must find this place, and bring him back.
>Go to Paradise Falls but remain hidden from the slavers.
Turn on radio and camp out listening to galexy news for clues
>>275629
it's dead, jim.
The flash momentarily blinds you as the camera flashes. Your vision returns to normal, and you're still looking in this stinking and cold cellar. The body of a man still lies on the floor in a brown stain that was once a puddle of blood. There is a ragged hole in the man's chest where someone sloppily removed his heart and several other organs. He is sprawled on the ground, but it appears that his arms were held in place, as they are in unusual positions now.
A man walks up to you. He appears to be a cop. He addresses you.
"Are you a detective?"
>"Yeah, I am."
>"In a way. I'm a PI"
>Write in
(Also, decide on name. Suggestions welcome!)
"Free-lance PI, ya. The name's Achachak. You can call my Chuck."
>>270925Wendigo or Skinwalker First Nations protagonist. Pick your favorite.
Hey guys, its the start of a new thread. I wonder if we should make them week-long (albeit at a slower pace) rather than thurs-fry since the threads last for such a long time on this board?
Anyway let me know when you are here
>>265582
Miellewds-guy here.
>making sessions week-long
I've seen it have its good sides and bad sides.
The slower pace can let more people participate, but individual votes will take hours to produce a story post.
>>265593
I mostly mean we can just keep most of the action on thur-fri and since the threads seem to last a week, I can check it twice a day for comments and suggestions. Just want you guys to remember the thread will be here and that i WILL check it from time to time.
Anyway, we left with thinking about the scarcity of high level monsters, right?
You guys wanna continue with that or fast forward a bit? should we do a long thing with Mai and the shadows, or just have it happening on the background for the most part?
>>265620
I think the scarcity of high level monsters is important for Eldric to look into; it will lead to a breakthrough in his understanding of the world.
Also, I'd like a long thing with Mai and the rest of the Shadows.
"That's the joke!" Edition
The Tales of Jack Chitin is a fantasy adventure with a good amount of gallows humor. The quest includes: custom art, light tabletop combat scenes and an emphasis on lore and world building.
Chapter summary pictures
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Chapter 3
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>>250804
Sit back, relax, the adventure continues momentarily!
>Says update will arrive in 20 minutes
>Update arrives in 15 minutes instead of 30
Who are you and what have you done with Grub?
>>265475
>1 hour later
>update posted
>"Nevermind, it's him alright..."Joking aside, it might run a little late
>Shots fired
Umbra: Exactly
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As the girl – your sister? - sobs into your chest, you note sudden absence of light in the alley. Looking up, you notice that the lone entrance to the alley has been blocked off by a man. From this distance you can’t quite make out specifics, but he appears to be clad in dark clothing of some sort.
He’s holding a gun.
He raises it to his shoulder, and then you’re momentarily deafened by the sounds that echo down through the alley.
The girl in your arms slumps forwards, red blooming across her top. You’re barely able to react before the man raises his gun once more
Time slows.
In the next moment, several things happen.
Your vision expands in every direction, as a multitude of eyes open all across your body.
The man pulls the trigger, several shots ringing out across the alley.
You take a step backwards.
There’s a rush of air, your stomach turns inside out, your ears ring, as your vision spins– then you’re above the alley, looking down on the girl’s corpse as it falls unceremoniously to the ground.
It takes several seconds to grasp that fact, then several more to realise the reason you haven’t fallen is the two shadowy tendrils extending from your mid-back. They’ve embedded themselves in the buildings to either side of you, easily supporting your weight. Each is covered with those same eyes that now cover your skin.
The man at the end of the alley is leaning into his shoulder. A radio?
You’re hungry.
>Sate your hunger. End him.
>Nah get the fuck out.
>Write-in.
>>277119
>>Write-in.
Panic.
>>277119
>>Sate your hunger. End him.
Calling it with a combination of panicked hunger.
I expected more responses after a break of only one year and seven months. Players are so hard to keep a hold of now that /qst/ is a thing.
Roll me 2d6, we'll make it bo2 or settle for one set of dice since we're not going to get a third roll.
Everybody is out of combat. Lola is our last hope now!
>be sure you are replying to the correct post
>"get" numbers are 6, 7 and 8.
>first get decides what happen next
>gets which blatantly ignores previous statements will be ignored or changed.
>wait 5 minutes to reroll if you don't get a "get"
>when needed, first dice roll decides.
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>>265153
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2nd for incubus mc best waifu
>>265153
Razzrak get interested in Lola. He likes her spirit and fighting abilities. For the upcoming battle he decide to help her with some magic
roll d10
1-muscle growth
2-berserk mode
3-magic weapon
4-magic armor
5-wild power for mouse
6-thunder thights
7-fists of rage
8-super speed
9-overwhelming power
10-god's punch
Who is he? I forgot his name. Please.
>>277574
Memesus.
>>277574
Punished "Venom" Philippe
>>277574
L'Apôtre Saint Philippe
I'm new at this so let me know if i fuck something up, i guess i'll do formatting sorta like those old text adventures.
You're John, a cowboy travelling the wild west. You had set up camp for the night, and wake up to find your supplies gone, and your horse stolen.
You see a smoke rising from a town on the horizon.
You see a cactus with a hat on it.
It is very hot.
You have: hat, rolled tobacco, vest, kerchief, button-up shirt, britches, boots, rope.
>>277032
Get the other hat
>take hat
Though the cactus put up quite a fight, you acquire the hat. It is covered in sharp cactus thorns.
You have: hat, rolled tobacco, vest, kerchief, button-up shirt, britches, boots, rope, thorn-covered hat.
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You are Sierra Beckhoff, and you’ve bested Anatu-allatu at her own game. Like, if you don’t get blown up by her surprise hell-grenade, that is.
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The insectoid, many-legged Anatu-allatu reaches into her blue robe, wetted as it is with rain and blood. Her clawed fingers close around something bulky, and she grabs out a weighty iron flask.
“I will not break, I will not bow to you, blood-traitorous hoop-licker!” she shrieks, prying a thumb under the lid. It pops free, and white-green emerald flames erupt from the spout like a geyser. “Burn forever!”
She hurls the flask at you where you stand atop your armored slogbuh, and immediately flattening herself to the ground, using her claws to shield her head.
The flask flips through the air end over end, green light and molten iron screeching out the top like a sparkler on steroids.
Your reflexes take over. You whip to the side, bringing your right hand around in to slap the bomb away. Your bony wing-hand mirrors the gesture automatically, flanked by your right-side shadow tendrils.
An overpressure of shadow thickens and stretches before your open palm. A broad black wave uncurls before you and strikes with Anatu’s grenade mid-flight. (-2 PP: 9)
The hellish green fire spouting from the uncorked top, however, melts a screaming hole through your shadowed wall - untouched, it arcs down toward you on its deadly trajectory.
Anatu cowering on the ground flashes through your mind. If you can’t beat ‘em, join ‘em.
You dive off Crabby’s back to the rough wet rocks below, willing him to cover you with his bulk.
>>273615
The impact sends ticklish agony flashing through your freshly-healed broken arm. (+2 Stress: 57) (+1 Fury: 76) An instant later, the sky, the rain, the whole world is eclipsed by the slogbuh’s incredible mass as he rolls overtop you.
Your horns and face are mashed against hard stone.
A thunder of sound and power shocks through the mountain of flesh atop you, rattling your bones and heaving the ground weightlessly out from beneath you. The momentous motion accompanies a flash of agony from Crabby. You feel his life burn away like a tissue in a furnace.
Your entire body is left buzzing from the intensity of the muted blast. The raw stench of burnt meat and sulphurous smoke threatens to suffocate you.
Choking on fumes, you drag yourself with shadow and claw out from under the dead whale crab. His armored plates catch on your horns, on your bony wings, but your desperation lends you strength to tear free. (-2 PP: 7)
Stained with Crabby’s blood, you emerge from beneath the behemoth into a hellscape.
The even stone of the parade ground for yards in every direction is cracked and aglow with searing heat. Blistering, sulphurous air fills your lungs – if you were human, you’d probably have third degree burns inside your throat by now.
>>273618
Stress: 57/103
Sanity: 92/100
Fury: 76
HP: 29/35
PP: 7/47
LW: 7/15
You turn and narrow an eye through the volcanic haze, spying Anatu immediately. The heiress clutches her spear as a crutch, trying to keep weight off her maimed leg. Seeing you chiefly uninjured, her expression turns frantic. “No,” she growls to herself, trying to pull herself further up her spear. “No no no! You’re supposed to die!”
Without her incredible reserve of magic to fall back on, Anatu’s weakness is so obvious you can taste it in her blood. It’s a fearful, ripe taste that drifts on the air, cutting through the smell of yours and Crabby’s like a searchlight.
>You killed my grabboid.
>You had your fun. Yield or die.
>Approach menacingly.
>If I had ten thousand dollars for every time somebody said that, I’d have like, twenty, twenty thousand dollars? Thirty maybe.
>Call all surviving summons to make their attack.
>You’re feeling beat. Draw your rifle and shoot her.
>Throw your Izhowak spear at her.
>Other (?)
>>273625
>>Approach menacingly.
>You had your fun. Yield or die.
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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 Ryoji Shida. A transfer student and delinquent who ended up in the school by mistake, with no fighting ability, but you may have a stronger connection to the Darkworld than thought possible.
>Previously on Dark Gate Academy...
After defeating Oharu and Orochi, you were informed that Settan resides at the top of a nearby mountain range.
“That's a long way up.”
You stand at the base of the mountain trail, staring up at the peak. “So Settan's all the way up there, huh?” you ask, scratching the back of your head.
“Seems that way,” Maro answers, readying his rifle. “If we can make it up there, take him out, then this supposed Endless Night will be behind us.”
“Hate to be a downer, but are we sure that's possible?” Ken asks. “I mean, Settan's much more powerful than any of us, and he's got that Archdemon backing him up... can we really beat him?”
Maro shakes his head. “I'll be completely honest, the odds are slim. We have him outnumbered, but he has us vastly overpowered. However, we do have a few secret weapons of our own.” He looks over to you and nods.
“No way,” you answer. “I'm not feeding that thing, no matter what. It's exactly what Settan wants.”
“Suit yourself, it's your choice,” Maro replies. “As Saki has informed me, you and Alice apparently aren't the only ones to get powers from demons.”
Oh yeah, quite a few of the group are looking quite perturbed about the news broken by Oharu earlier. Rei's extreme speed powers come from a demidemon as it was called. Not quite on the same level as the Archdemon that possesses you, but still a being powerful enough to bestow those kinds of abilities. She's probably not the only one in the group with that kind of power either. Hiro's healing abilities and Sayeka's foresight spring to mind. All three of them are looking disturbed by the revelation that their powers come from demons.
You decide to get cracking on that whole morale duty before you continue on the final stretch towards Settan and approach Rei. “How are you holding up?” you ask, with genuine concern.
Rei, being her usual self, is quick to deflect the question. “I'm fine! Never better! I'm ready to kick some cultist ass and get the hell out of here!”
“So, you aren't freaked out by what Oharu told you?” you ask more directly.
Rei sighs. “You can see right through me, can't you? Yeah, of course I'm freaked out. Not by the news itself... I mean, these powers had to come from somewhere, right? What scares me is what that news means... my illness, the reason I'm coughing up blood, wasting away... it's because of my powers. It's been said that feeding that thing inside you will make you lose your memories, right? Well for me, using my speed is draining my physical health.”
“So, what are you going to do about it?”
Rei shrugs. “I don't know. I can't stop using my powers, especially not in a situation like this! My speed is needed for when we're in danger! I guess it's just a matter of working out when using my powers is really worth the risk.”
“I'm sure Akira will be first to decide on that,” you remark.
Rei laughs. “Yeah, I guess so! Her breathing down my neck can be a pain in the ass most of the time... but I am pretty lucky to have her watching out for me. Uhh... no offence on that pain in the ass comment, Akira.”
“None taken,” Akira mutters, standing directly behind Rei.
It's good to finally have an answer to the source of Rei's sickness, though you wonder why Hiro and Sayeka aren't inflicted with the same, assuming their powers do come from the same source. Hiro hasn't used his abilities to any major extent, except for during the fight against Yamato, and even then it took a lot out of him. That could be a reason for the lack of negative effects, but in Sayeka's case? She's using her powers 24/7, with no real way of shutting them off. It's a good thing she isn't coughing up blood or dropping into a coma... but why isn't she? Perhaps her ability just takes less out of her than Rei's. Perhaps Sayeka hasn't yet pushed the limits of her power... after all, all her visions are uncontrolled and hazy.
“Before I forget...” Shinji mutters, as he approaches you and pulls out a small purple round-shaped fruit from his bag, “We found a few of these in a nearby forest. Lilo was quick to test them against our better judgement. Luckily for her and us, they're edible.
You take a bite of the fruit, and recoil in horror. God, that tastes terrible, like chewing on tobacco paste. Still, food is food, and you work up the will to finish the thing.
“So Shinji...” Akio mumbles, his mouth full of fruit. “Have you reconsidered the idea of me dating your little sister?”
“Now is hardly the time for that,” Shinji replies. “And no... I haven't.”
“Come on! Why not?” Akio protests.
“You'd be a disappointment,” Shinji answers bluntly.
“Yeah, and Shinji doesn't want anyone taking his title as the king of disappointment!” Hikaru retorts.
“Are you still upset about the picnic?” Shinji asks. “I promise, as soon as we get out of here, we'll have that picnic. It's still summer, Hikaru.”
“You've broken that promise enough times already,” Hikaru folds her arms. “It doesn't really mean anything anymore.”
“You know, I could take you out on a picnic,” Akio offers, smirking. “Just the two of us. It'll be real romantic.”
“You really don't know when to give up, do you?” Hikaru laughs.
“Giving up has never been in my nature,” Akio replies.
“I've noticed,” Hikaru fires back. “But you should really call it quits at this point. You're a good guy... sometimes... and I like you, but come on, Akio. This isn't going to work out. I want to date a guy that I can see myself marrying a few years from now, and let's face it... that's not you. You aren't the marriage type. I doubt you could stay faithful to a girl for more than a couple weeks. You were checking out Chihiro's ass about five minutes ago!”
“That's not my fault!” Akio says, raising his hands in defence. “She was bent over in a very compromising-”
“Look, let's just drop it,” Hikaru replies, a little frustrated. “I don't need you hitting on me at a time like this, in front of my brother, and to be honest, this whole game of yours in general is starting to get real boring.”
“But I-”
“Goodbye, Akio.”
As soon as Hikaru turns to walk away, Akio takes a deep breath and drops to one knee, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a small box. Oh... this is going to be painful? You feel as though you should go over to Saki and Maro and discuss the upcoming trek up the mountainside, but you don't think anyone in the group can take their eyes off the coming trainwreck.
“Hikaru Shirai...” Akio states, grabbing Hikaru attention. She turns around and stares at Akio in wide-eyed shock as she see's him pop open the box to reveal a small diamond ring. “Will you marry me?”
For a moment, nobody can speak. Shinji, a usually stoic guy, has completely lost his composure, standing in slack-jawed amazement as Akio makes a complete fool of himself.
Hikaru continues to stare, unable to find any words to say, before finally managing to squeeze out, “Not the most romantic setting to ask that, is it? And when did you get that anyway?”
Akio smiles, blissfully unaware of the many horrified eyes staring at him at this very moment. “I bought it in town about a week ago. I was planning on waiting until we got out of this hellhole before asking you, but you kinda forced my hand here.”
Satomi is covering her mouth, and you can't tell if she's stifling back tears or uncomfortable laughter. Seishiro looks just about ready to faint.
After another long silence, Akio begins to realise how uncomfortable this situation is, before muttering, “You haven't answered my question. Will you marry me?”
Hikaru is quick to shake her head. “No. Of course not. I'm not going to marry you.”
Harsh. “Why not?” Akio asks, a dejected look on his face.
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Last time, on E.D.Q, we got some new artillery, got half-tracks, mutated some Yuan-Ti and you can now make Half-Dragon Yuan-Ti, you are currently building a university, Charlemagne got his own room, and a snek waifu, along with Revenaris who kidnapped the heir of the Austrian-Hungarian Empire, and seduced her. Also, you got a claim on the Warsaw Pact, along with getting a guarantee of assistance from Germany in exchange of mutagen.
You finish up your SCIENCE! on the new howitizers, and head to bed. You feel your wife's claws grab you by your head, and lift you into the rafters, where your bed is. The two of you sleep and you awake in the morning, with your wife (cutely) drooling on your shoulder.
It seems you have a free morning... What do?
Actions
>Read a Political Theory book (Intelligence)
>Travel to Stockholm, you are beginning to run low on Political Theory books.
>Research Tech
>Talk to Hans
>Talk to your wife.
>Talk to Brother Reinhold
>Talk to Anitta
>Talk to Claw
>Teach your children something. (Learning)
>Reform the Economy again...
>Change a Policy
>Study Lycanthrope and Dragonblood Mutagen. (Alchemy)
>Invite a leader from a foreign nation to talk to.
>Plan war with a nearby country. You currently have a claim on the Warsaw Pact.(Tactics)
>Send for more concubines! Now that the nobility are dissolved, you keep your concubines indefinitely. (Free Action)
>Recruit some soldiers!
>Go sleep with your wife.
>Write-In
>>266424
>Research tech
research ballistics so we can improve our military defenses and weaponry
>>266424
>>Research Tech
Looks like Research wins.
Select from the following...
>Research Industry
>Research Infantry Weapons
>Research Land Vehicles
>Research Aerial Vehicles
>Research Navy
>Research a Race
>Research Propaganda
>Write-In
Welcome to Metro Quest. This quest is set in a somewhat futuristic society in the year 2050 in a fictional metropolis located in North America. This city has 5 boroughs - the richest is New Eden, a center for business and luxury, while the worst-off area is the slums, with an abnormally high population density, crime rate, and disease.
In this quest, you assume the role of an amnesiac who does not know who he is and where he comes from. Will you attempt to discover your origin? Or will you start a new life and let bygones be bygones?
Now, we begin.
You wake up in the dark. You can't see anything, you can't remember anything, you're scared, and you're hungry. Where are you? Who are you? What do you do?
>Search for a light or some kind of light source
>Stay totally still and try to listen in to your surroundings
>Try to remember who the fuck you are and how you got here
First reply gets it so we can get the ball rolling
>>274077
>Try to remember who the fuck you are and how you got here
>>274077
>Stay totally still and try to listen in to your surroundings
>>274094
>Try to remember who the fuck you are and how you got here
You lay back onto a soft but smelly mass and try to concentrate. In the complete and utter darkness of your current location, you begin to ponder.
You see lights, you hear whispers, but everything in your memory is so hazy that nothing seems to be clear at all whatsoever. You feel a tingling burn at the back of your head - the harder you try to remember, the more it starts to burn. You feel the back of your skull but it seems like nothing's there and the pain is coming from the inside of your head.
While you lay there, you hear a thump coming from below you.
Well, what now?
>Try to find an exit to wherever the fuck you are
>Try to find a light source to analyze your location and surroundings
>Start yelling in the hopes that someone is underneath you
>Stay still and listen
First reply gets it again
