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I wanna try out something a bit new. If you've been a part of those old civ threads, this is the exact same thing, but modern! Pick a start. Most voted post will win.
>Nation Name:
>Starting Country:
>Government:
>Goals:
>Potential Downsides:
>>239427
4th Reich
Germany
Dictatorship
Destroy Europe
Europe will fight for survival
>>239432
this
>>239427
Nation Name: The Republic of S.D.E.
Starting Country: Madagascar
Government: Republic
Goals: Healthcare, Security
Potential Downsides: Isolationist
We have awoken in the mountains from a slumber.
Our vague recent backstory:
We lived in BC, a typical college freshman girl's life, seeing guys, first year living alone, etc. The last thing we remember is after a night of hardcore partying, we blacked out as we walked toward our dorm.
We woke up here, with survival supplies, no money, and our panties soiled beyond belief.
At least we still look attractive, but we're alone. We have our favorite clothes on too, a gray beanie, Green coat, Blue and gray tee, Jeans, and some Vans. Besides the details of how we look, let's focus on our environment.
It's clear we're still in the northwest, but we don't have reception even though we see a tower 10 mi (15 km) away. So we're south of the border. It's also partly cloudy, we're in a meadow, and we can see a snow capped mountain in the distance.
Time: 1:27PM
Temp: Slightly colder than spring weather
Weather: Mostly sunny, no wind, but wet.
>>242461
Walk towards the mountain.
Take off soiled panties. Throw them away.
>>242466
We pull up our pants and panties and Search for a good hiking stick. After 10 minutes, we begin a trek to the mountain 30 or so miles away.
At about 7, the sun begins to set to our left. We are going North.
Exhausted after the 7 miles, we take off most of our clothes and bathe in a nearby creek. The sky cleared at 2:45 and it reached about what we assume to be 90 degrees F (33 degrees C). The cool water feels great on our bare body. Should we set up shop for tonight?
I made this, can someone host?
Wtf is with MN
Removed a typo.
Rate :3
>>240774
I used an old map as base.
It's just an easy state.
So, you fucked it up. You had to had that gigantic tequila bottle with those shady sailors and you HAD to accept their invitation aboard their boat and now you woke up smelling like a rotten turd on top of a roadkill raccoon, all soaked in moonshine. Your head hurts like hell and your eyes can barely focus on anything. You check your pockets and find them absolutely empty. Hey, at least you feel your rear end intact (this time) but, what the hell! Where are you? This isn’t your hometown of Tampico, Mexico! The language in the signs is wrong, the buildings are wrong, the people is all censored and you see Google logos everywhere! That’s probably the hot tub alcohol but, changos, you gotta go back somehow! It’s chilling outside which is weird considering it was summer the last time you were awake. What do?
Rules:
The objective is to go back to Tampico, Mexico safe and sound by any means. There are Game Over scenarios so be careful with the chosen actions.
The action taken will be the next one after a “status post” ending in “What do?”. I will disregard any action stated without the “Action=” prompt
.
The allowed actions are: Move - Run (N,S,E,W) / Look (Around, Object) / Pickup (Object) / Speak - Talk to (Person, Object) / Use – Use with… (Object) / Sit – Lay (Location)
For most events and actions, I’m gonna make veiled rolls to keep it entertaining. Also, my English is broken as shit so it will add to the authenticity of the adventure (and annoy some of you).
As this is my first /qst/ I’ll keep it short. If It goes well enough, I’ll make more complex ones.
Look behind.
>>236005
Remember to use the "Action=" prompt. Everything else will be consider meta-game chat.
>>236005
You see some parked cars and buildings not far from your position. You guess this is some kind of dock or at least a custom site. It smells like a dock but the place is too fancy for… well, for everything in Tampico. What do?
"I live, I die, I live again!" 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
Want to catch up with the story, but don't like reading a lot of dialogue? The chapter summaries contain key scenes with a short description.
WARNING: Plot spoilers though
Chapter 1
http://i.imgur.com/3mY3ac5.png
Chapter 2
http://i.imgur.com/ey5XApB.png
Chapter 3
Still ongoing!
Archive
Want the full experience? Find all the posts so far here in chronological order:
http://grubadventures.tumblr.com/chapterlist
https://twitter.com/grubadventures
Last thread
>>214183
Sit back, relax, the adventure continues momentarily!
GET HYPE
>>234165
Welcome anon, feels good to be with you guys once again. Posting the next scene momentarily!
Darkness. Nothing but frightening darkness. You feel a cold, rough substance enveloping your body, disabling every attempt at movement. In a fit of panic and despair you start secreting acid from your skin in an attempt to escape. The surrounding earth crumbles as you reach for the sky.
Jack Chitin
"Bloody hell!", he said while spitting the earth that got caught in his mouth
Jack looks at the grave he just escaped from.
Jack Chitin
"Gat... Luna... I can't believe they took their time to make a grave for me...", you sigh with a little smile, thinking fondly of your friends
Your left arm starts to itch, more so then the rest of your body that's aching in pain. You slowly raise your arm to inspect the damage, only to find a very charming reminder of the past few hours.
Jack Chitin
"Really? Wait... this is going to leave a scar!"
Xeri
"I hope you don't mind the love bite~", she said while giggling
Jack Chitin
"I though you might do something like this. Charming, to say the least.", he said in an annoyed tone
Jack Chitin
"You spelled "Property" wrong, it's with an E not an I.", Jack said with a chuckle
Xeri
"Whoopsy... Let me fix that real quick~"
Suddenly your skin rips, three short lines appear in your forearm sending a few droplets of blood down your hand. Jack groans both in pain and pleasure. Xeri notices her moans.
Xeri
"Ahhh~ Don't let out those sounds, you know how I feel about it mmmhhh~"
Jack Chitin
"We were fooling around a few minutes ago. How can you still be hor... ahem, excited?"
Xeri
"Don't temp me lover boy, unless you want me to find a way to snatch you up again~"
Jack lets out an annoyed sigh.
Possible actions
>Try to cover up your sweet tattoo
>Check your surrounding. Try to find clues about Gat and Luna.
>Write-in
This is a short quest. There is little time but no rush. You know the end will be soon and it gives no emotion.
You have three paths. Toward the river, toward the mountain, toward the cottage. The sky is blue and so are you, because you have yet to set off.
Now go, let the legend come back to life, and hopefully get a good end.
>and so are you
kek, being blue means being drunk as fuck in german.
Also: Cottage.
>>236409
Maybe you're drunk, who knows. Anyway you're in the cottage. It seems like it's owned by just one family. Main house, out house, side house, dog house, well, back yard. Pick somewhere to poke your head.
>>236421
Can I sneak behind the main house and look in a window?
You are one of three shape tribes. Rules similar to the adventure civ series, up to four per tribe, two actions per turn, one of which is a bonus given. The action can be either tech, culture, or physical action, where the last one can be anything from scouting, to warring, to trading, etc. Postn a turn or 2 per day unless quest dies if this idea is too retarded.
>>235525
Culture: The leader of the triangles are three triangles forming a larger triangle.
Action: Scout north in a triangular path.
>>235525
Begin building homes
Tech: Start researching how to cultivate the land around us.
You wake up in a completely blank room and have no recollection of who you are or where you are, you feel something in your pocket, there is no door and the walls are padded.
---
Tips
>Name
>Explore
>Almost anything
Check what is in our pocket.
if we can see try and find the source of light.
>>239307
>We are Viscount Von Vondervan
>Look around room, where's that infernal light coming from
>Is that rocket in my pocket or am I just happy to see an empty room
>The name's Jeffery Smith
>Squint to try and adjust to the light
>Are lobsters mermaids to scorpions?
You guys know the drill. This is my first time doing one of these though so stick to the sheet.
>>232292
I vote for Giants in the mountains.
Naked Mole Rat-folk
Desert.
>>232292
Mushroom men in the swamp!
Dump your risks maps here
https://drive.google.com/folderview?id=0B-cC53FfB5rpZXdDdnNfQjV5SXM&usp=drive_web
>>233922
do you want to play this?
>>233922
>Crimea as part of Ukraine
A young Mage is lost.
What advice have you for this poor soul?
>>239279
Eat grass for good luck.
>>239279
Tell him to use his Waypoint spell to go back to the City he has set as his home.
Cast mordenkainen's faithful watchdog
BELLATOR. A machine bred for war, in a world that hopefully will never need it again. In times of peace, BELLATOR are statues that dare others to deface it. Praeses Pater broke rank to descend upon the besieged colony of Domus, hoping to find his daughter and guarantee her safety. He's on a mission he was not cleared to undertake, in a desperate attempt to save a daughter he isn't supposed to have. The creatures attacking Domus are known as Plague, and they are a foe that was previously thought to be defeated, something he was made to kill in hopes of never being necessary again.
But, he ended up being just what Domus needed.
>OOC Intro: http://pastebin.com/si8ma1TB
>Inventory/Equipment: http://pastebin.com/J2t7W3kZ
>>231614
>Engage with Claymore, ready for anything new that comes
Praeses leveled his weapon, lining a burst of fire into a the Zealot. It staggers, and Marilyn follows up with a swing of her weapon. Bringing down its underbarrel attachment, she tears the chainsaw through its shoulder and creating a large gash across its gut. The cannon fired again, routing a small squad of Plague footsoldiers and allowing small arms fire to quickly do them in. Two more Scribes revealed themselves: a sniper, and a tech-specialist with several drones floating around him. The tech-specialist’s right hand extended out, and he took a screwdriver to a few of the joints. High quality augmetics, from QianXiang. Good company, awful history of their products being the choice of assassins since the Promethean Era.
“Cell F-7, good to see you hanging on well enough!”
“There you are, thought you were gonna miss the fun! We’ve been tailing a Banshee for a while now. If Marilyn’s reading of the area is good,” the man with the cannon shouted, “It’ll be here shortly. Figured we’d blast its face open, save the armored division a bit of trouble.”
“Yea, the sonic screaming and its horn make for poorly-placed tanks.”
“You, uh, may want to move!” Marilyn shouted, creating a rift on a nearby wall. Praeses watched her open another one on a dumpster near her, and Praeses lowered his head to fit through it. As he did so, a massive beetle-like creature blew through the wall where Praeses was standing. He stared at the creature’s maw, its head being somewhat saurian in appearance beyond the thick, leathery covering on the top of its head. Its teeth were jagged, sickly, but the least important part of its maw. It howled at the Cell and Praeses, and Marilyn threw a barrier in front of it, the soundwaves deflected, and the remains of the building behind it collapsed as the creature staggered. Praeses had to act quickly. As it stood, the Cell he was assisting had a cannon that was easily capable of penetrating its armor, a psionic with superb capabilities, a sniper, and a tech specialist. He had to make a call, and use his exceptional durability to effectively tank the round for the softer targets that comprised Cell F-7.
>>231920not posting options 100[/spoiler
>Strafe away from the Cell, drawing "Bertha" and using the Bunker rounds on Banshee
>Use Claymore to draw attention, and backpedal to coax it to charge into terrain
>Make noises, draw attention, attempt to grapple/catch the creature's charge and hold it for the Cell to shoot into.
How big is that thing? Could Praeses 'rassle the shit out of it to expose the soft underbelly, if there's such a thing?
>>231948
>>Make noises, draw attention, attempt to grapple/catch the creature's charge and hold it for the Cell to shoot into.
I'm back /qst/, lets do this shit. Last time we left off, we had broken into the armory, and stole a bunch of shit. Our only weapon is a femur bone, and it's seen better days. What do?
(next post rolling 55-100 decides
Rolled 73 (1d100)
>>241603
Sneak into women court
>>241614
Men-only prison.
>>241603
put on horse mask
The year is 2040
Humanity was crushed by the Fleet of Fog, and can't risk losing the firepower they still have left.
They had to watch as their navies were all destroyed by ships that brought them hope and victories long ago.
But now, they can see these ships in a new light...
>Pastebin:
http://pastebin.com/84Cu2hMq
>Archive:
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=Kantai%20Collection%20of%20Blue%20Steel%20Quest
>This quest usually runs on Thursdays starting around 6 PM EST
>Twitter, so you can get notified when I run, when I'm unable to run, answers to QA questions that I miss, and when I give hints to future threads or fluff:
https://twitter.com/BoatKunQM
You are the Battleship USS North Carolina, and are ready to take back the seas from the Fleet of Fog!
>LAST TIME on Kantai Collection of Blue Steel, we got cut off short
>We currently have 2 Fate Points in the bank
I'm just going to continue from last thread...
You release your nanomaterials and form them into decoys, sending them in a serpentine motion towards the enemy.
At the same time, you move up closer with the other girls to get into a suitable firing range.
>Continue moving up
>Fire (At what Fog ship?)
>Concentrate Fire (On what Fog ship?)
>Try something new
>Other/Write-In
>>241065
>write in
have decoys lead a flanking maneuver, trail after the decoys and fire at the closest enemy ship
>>241065
>Continue moving up
>New quest
>you are a whirlybird pilot
>you live in a land called Falling Leaf
>Falling Leaf is experiencing a perpetual Autumn
>follow the rules of Joseph Campbell's monomytth to follow the quest
>restrictions: the whirlybird pilot is not the one on the Hero's Journey
>go
>>236835
Drink lots of whisky then fly the whirlybird
>>236858
Anders Hill, a middling whirlybird pilot from Falling Leaf, scribbled across the the slate grey sky. He was shit-faced from the corn whisky he was hired to deliver beyond the realm of the Jack Congress to the West. Although corn was plentiful in Falling Leaf, yeast was in short supply. Anders Hill had already drank his profit merely 300 kilometers into his flight.
>>236893
Look for anything interesting on the ground, like farm animals.
![triforce%20outline[1].jpg](https://i.imgur.com/pmWSGsZ.jpg "triforce%20outline[1]")
