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HOW TO PARTICPATE: Suggest for something Keira to do- every post I make, I'll give you options but you can write in to be crafty whenever you want, doesn't really matter, and roll 1d20 to see if it's the action picked or how well she does. 1's are taken into account but 20's will always cancel them out. This is basically something you see of every MS paint adventure only here and quicker.
Premise:
You...
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Rolled 1 (1d20)
>>267568
Reject, we've been clean for a long time now, no need to change that now.
>>268643A one's a one, even if its the only roll
"Jela, I'm past that- you and me both I hope."
"Haha! Kira! I know you so well- you always had cold feet at the before every job! Come on, you know you can do it!"
"Bu-"
"And besides, I'll even throw in a couple of my books in for free if ya do it. I can't wait to read that book."
It seems Jela isn't going to listen to reason about why stealing isn't your thing anymore...
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>>269063
Surely she must have some sort of inkling about where we could find a copy. See if she can give us something to help us start with, otherwise see if you can find some sort of specialty shop.
It's always raining on Gronneo Island. You fucking hate the rain.
You lie on your bumpy cot in your tiny cell in Gronneo Island Prison, trying to fall asleep through the sound of the rain pounding on the window. Suddenly, the PA crackles to life and you become wide awake.
"ss.sss...To all the prisoners, there is something loose ...ss.. the compound ..s..s.sss.. the guards. It's ..ss.ss.. escape .. s..s you can...ss...ss....."
After a moment of silence, a loud clunk sounds and all the doors are unlocked. You peer out to see the prisoners...
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>>260959
>I'm going to try a new format of quest
A. This has been done before.
B. It's NOT a quest format. Free form RP =/= Quest.
You're free to find a site/board that not only values, but also support free form RP. /qst/ is not for you. Have a good day.
>>260965
Sorry, f I didn't explain this correctly, everyone is a different prisoner, anons act for the whole group
>>260959
Okay, better explanation:
You're a group of prisoners just freed for some reason.
Every post will take effect. If it's really stupid, fewer prisoners do it. If it makes sense, more people will do it. You're a mob, some people are going to do stupid things.
If many posters agree, all the prisoners will do it. If you make a character, you get a bonus to actions.
Select the main character of this quest.
>>258759
>Big
CUZ WE FUCKING BIG
>>258759
choozin proud bcbc tyrone, so he could fugz all dim wyite-e wimmin and cukc dem wyite bois. gibs me dat charctor #BLACKED
>>258759
Big Red
Thread1: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/171101/
Thread2: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/200563/
Thread3: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/226233/
"Well... Yeah... He is my friend even if he does stupid... questionable things sometimes." You take a deep breath, hoping that Fujiko would understand you. "Fujiko... Let's try not to kill my friends okay?"
Fujiko starts to look a bit sorry. "But... But Ooji tried to have his way with me..."
"Eh? What do you mean?"...
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>>258379
For better or worse, better Believe Fujiko.
Ooji will die if this keeps going like this.
He'd better go away for his own good.
>>258379
>[ ] Believe Ooji
cant ave her killing friends but tell him to watch it next tiemyou might not be here and ask him y she would think thta he was trying to drug her enguh that she ended up doing this
>>258379
[x] Believe Ooji
i thought we went over this already?
=Thread 14=
You are Delilah, a young girl with a strange affliction suffering in a world that does not care. A runaway living on the streets, you go through several hardships and struggles in an attempts to find peace and happiness for yourself. The world is not simply black and white, nor are the people living in it.
Can you push through all the misery that surrounds you, or will you fall to this gray world?
=Links and Information=
Story Thus Far (Raw and a mess, will work on cleaned up versions.):
http://pastebin.com/WnGZwK04 Part 1
http://pastebin.com/eGfGW8jV...
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"It doesn't scare me." You say, using your sleeve to wipe away the tears. The words come so easy, soft and calmly.
"Look like...a cre-"
Before he can finish his sentence you hug Lawrence against your chest, your hand coming up to mess with his hair again. You doubt that you would be this bold while sober, but right now you want to do anything to reassure him.
"Shh shh. You don't look like a creep." You don't mean for your words to come out so patronizing, but it's a little too difficult to speak the way...
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>>258292
You open the door to greet Sam, who looks exhausted himself. There's a moment of confusion when he sees you at the door, the old man taking a moment to make sure he's at the right door.
"Lawrence is inside, right?" He asks, still doubting he's in the right place.
"Mhm. I was um, worried about him so I stayed with him." You trip on yours words a little, grogginess and buzzing making your head somewhat of a mess. There's a look of something on Sam's face when you say this, apprehension maybe? It's gone far too quickly before you can be sure though.
"I see, and he's sleeping well enough?"
"Mhm, like a big baby."
"Hm. And what about you? How are you feeling?"
You haven't noticed any cramping, nothing at all like yesterday.
"Fine, I feel fine. I um...should be all done now with that, right?"
"Yes, you should be. Give it a week or so and we can run you through another test to be safe, but please think of this as a success for now." You nod at this, yawning again. "You may experience some spotting for a few days, even a week or two. That's normal, but if you feel anything abnormal with your body let me know right away."
"Yes sir."
"And ah...please make sure Lawrence lets me check up on him later. I need to make sure his stitches are going to hold."
"I will, I promise."
Sam looks back past you, towards where Lawrence is still asleep. You can tell he's thinking, but you have no clue what about.
"Ah, before I leave..." Sam hands you the notebook, the cover dirty and drying from where it had gotten wet. "I figured he'll be wanting this back."
You lock the door once Sam leaves, carrying the book back and setting it on the counter. Crawling back under the covers you revel in the warmth once again, and though you try to you're unable to fall back asleep. You contend yourself with cuddling again, enjoying the fact that you can do it. It's a big strange, thinking about how you feel comfortable with being close to a man. Maybe not a man, but Lawrence at least.
More light pushes through to the room, your eyes adjusting accordingly. You take the time to study Lawrence's sleeping face, looking over his wounds at the same time. They seem to be healing as expected from you, though it has only been a few hours. His cheek is bit different, but that's to be expected. You can't help but bring a finger up to trace just above the jagged cut. The twisted black knots holding everything together contrasts harshly against his white skin, angry red bumps outlining either side. It may heal quickly, but you doubt that it will heal pretty. There's going to be a large scar there forever, no matter how much you try to help. It may be smart to go over his cheek again later though.
You don't care though, his face could be an absolute mess but so long as he's alive you don't care. Your finger traces down his face and down his neck, going over the white scars lacing his neck. If you had been there when this happened...would Lawrence's voice be better?
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>>258293
How old was he when this happened? Sixteen, if you remember correctly. It takes a couple tries, but you manage to do the math in your head. You would have been three years old when this happened to him. It's a bit of a funny image, thinking about baby you attacking a sixteen year old boy's neck.
You can't help but think about what it would be like if you were closer to his age though. Is fourteen years a big difference between people? Maybe it is...what if you were older though? Is it a huge deal...
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It takes a few moments for you to parse Cassilda's request, but when you do, you're still confused.
“I'm sorry, what?”, you ask.
“I said... How about being in charge of the monster brigade?”.
“We have a monster brigade?”.
Cassilda pauses, tightening her lips for a moment, “Well, no, not really. Not officially. We have enough members to make one, though. Unofficially. We have centaurs, we have a minotaur, we have a harpy who's already in active service... If we get an arachne and you find...”, she makes a vague gesture with her hand, “... Something...”.
You're beginning to get the gist of it, but it's still concerning that this (presumably) distinguished military officer is offering you such an important position considering your credentials. Or rather, the lack thereof. “You do realize I have zero military experience, right?”.
“That's not necessary”, she smiles brightly, pulling her ankles closer as she sits cross-legged, her fluffy tails fanning out, “Think of yourself as a community manager”.
A cold shiver runs down your spine and to the tip of your tail, and despite the heat you immediately feel goosebumps on your skin. You can't quite understand why but these two words scare you more than they have any reason to, “That's an interesting... Offer”.
“It's not an offer”, she keeps smiling, “It's what my help will cost you. You want to save your arachne friend? I can take care of that, but you'll have to do something for me. Pay back the favour. This is how”.
Bryld gives you a dubious look, her facial expression is part tense and part contorted in bewilderment. She doesn't say anything, especially not in front of Cassilda, but she is clearly sniffing something strange in all this scenario. Not that you needed any help in that, but it's still good to know that she, too, feels that something is off.
“But why a monster brigade?”, you can't help but wonder.
“Well, strictly speaking, we are not... How to put it... Fully operational”, she explains, “The colonists came way too early, it's like someone was in a hurry to re-establish a colony without the due time it would take to secure the land first. As it stands, we don't have enough personnel at hand to both protect the population and complete our conquest, and we're still too busy organizing everyone to have time to spare to coordinate adventurers and whatnot”.
She gives you a good look and smiles, “But since you have a magnetic personality and care about those... Interesting fellows, why not take advantage of it? Besides, monsters have skills that we ordinary humans don't, I'm sure they will come in handy”. She lets a few moments pass, then hops down from the table and stares up at you, hands on her hips and a confident expression. And damn, she's pretty short despite her perky ears, “So, what do you say?”.
>”I agree”.
>”I can't do that”.
>”I'll find the arachne myself”.
>”I need some time to think”.
>Other?
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>>260490
>”I agree”.
>Not really taking orders, independent etc.
>>260490
>”I agree”.
Glad to have you back.
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The bell rings on your alarm clock and you hastily slap your wake-up call until it stops. Rubbing your eyes and propping yourself up, you remember all the bullshit you went through last night. Let's see...
Well you got off your first shift at a garbage construction job.
You got a sub from Vinny's, and that was probably...
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>>258206
you writing, OP? It's better to have a stuff like system explanations planned out beforehand.
