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Oh shit nigger, you're a Wasteland Paladin in some Generic Post Apocalyptic Wasteland. Your mission is to protect the innocents, purge the heretics, kill the evil mutants, yadda yadda all that stuff.
But currently you're just loitering around the Paladin HQ, what do you do?
Roll 1d10, highest roll in a minute since the first reply gets picked.
Previous threads:
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https://www.mediafire.com/folder/ici3zlnn9ytyy/ADVENTURES
>>216282
Punch self in face
Punch self in face
Rolled 10 (1d10)
>>216282
punch self in face
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You peer out the back window as Meyu's cart rolls through the east gate of Locke.
"Don't worry. We'll get you back safe" Zaine says.
You turn your attention back to the inside. Madelaine and Zaine are with you, while Gerard and Meyu ride in the front.
This cart is different from the one you came here in. It's a bit bigger,...
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>>226298
>Derrick could probably destroy the engine
>>226298
>>Derrick could probably destroy the engine
Play him up; we can help him impress Madelaine.
>writing
You pick your head up off the ground and adjust your space helmet. Your ship's smoke is spiraling up into the night sky, and you are totally lost. You dig through the wreckage and find enough supplies to last you a week, maybe two. You also discover you communication systems were taken out by the crash. Just as things are getting grim, several strange white creatures slowly approach you, gazing up with curious stares. They're obviously frightened, and only the bravest have dared to approach you.
What will you do with these creatures?
Will you befriend...
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>>224353
Wave at them.
>>224355
The strange creatures jump back in fear, but soon realize you're not trying to hurt them
>>224359
Kneel down and attempt to converse with them.
"Let us score the game!"
High profile robberies plague the city of Gran Dicastes, where priceless artifacts and even the rarest of gems are stolen even from beneath the watchful eyes of the vigilant. Working for the organization known as the Menace thieves use otherworldly powers they call 'Stands' to make off with seemingly impossible heists. Score the prize, win the jackpot and uncover the truth: let the shadow of the moon conceal your every step.
> Stands are mainly to the power level of Steel...
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CAFE PACIFICA
July 8 2019, 6PM
By all means Cafe Pacifica is indeed a rather strange bar. Servicing a clientele with a need for a shot at twelve, the trendy little bar sees little customers throughout the week. It opens at 9AM and closes at 5:30PM, hardly the time when any bars would be busy. Well-stocked and clean, it held a certain nostalgic charm with it's antique jukebox, laminated mahogany bar table and hard wood floors. Crystalline chandeliers hung above and illuminated the empty bar. Closing the door slowly behind you, taking in the view you walk towards the bar just as an elderly man wipes down a few glasses. "I'm sorry to say, but we're closing now." He politely informed you, but from a glance you made it clear you weren't there for a drink. Having seen this, with a smile the bartender reaches into the table and pulls out a gramaphone disc record. "Dimitriy sent for you, right? Excellent. The Phonograph's at the back. Remember. Regret Forgetting." He informed you as he laid the record on the table. Hit that Jive, Jack. Now that's a classic. Heck, you'd be surprised if this was the first time this has been listened to. The packaging crisp, the plastic sealed the product.
Past the bathroom, past the janitor's closet you come to the door of the Meeting room. The nameplate missing the O's and the E of the word, you open the door and walk into a small parlor. The room was small and dimly lit. There was a bar lounge table. Flanked by two metallic drawers that were out of place with the decor, they faced the phonograph set to the wall with peeling paint. The fluorescent light flickering occasionally, you talk to the phonograph after you tear it out of the packaging. Putting the disc sleeve aside, you notice a strange engraving on the machine. It wrote:
"forgetting ʇǝɹƃǝɹ"
With this reminder, you take the disc and set it upon the phonograph. With the needle set to the record, you listen to the song. There wasn't anything special about it all, really; the song promised on the record played. Then, it struck you: you take the disc after lifting the needle and place it upside down. When the phonograph began to play it made a slightly loud screech, but sound could be heard coming from it. "So you're the newbie, eh? Well, good to hear. We at The Menace could always use more...talented kids like you. Tell you what. I know Dimitriy vouched for you, but I think we should meet. Who am I? I'll let you find out later on. But let's move onto business, shall we? Tonight at 9PM, Pier 3. Make sure you're not being followed. Oh, one more thing, check the locker to the right. I have a surprise for you there." The phonograph once more devolved into abrupt static before the phonograph ceased playing.
And here starts your legacy as a Thief in Gran Dicastes city.
That stated, what do you find?
> A small Brass key
> A golden cane
> A strange, sepia photograph
[x] Genuflect
>>218684
let's go with the cane.
>>218684
Photograph because magical pictures are a great way to start your first stand fight.
You walk lazily through the streets of the town. The heat is unbearable and the people are noisy. A few of them look at you in perplexity, but you don’t really care.
‘Jeez, have I become so jaded already?’
But that’s not it, or if it is, it’s not your fault. You simply never wanted to be involved with this, but at the present state, there’s no choice.
‘Would I look weird if I asked where I am? That damn witch doesn’t even bother telling me that’.
There’s no one to hear your complaints, except the other you. But he is rarely helpful in these...
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>move towards the square
>>217528
[If my IP changed, worry not. It’s still me, I just have internet issues].
You sigh, disheartened. You get up and head towards the square. One direction is as good as the other, after all.
Besides, moving towards the crowd increases your chances you will learn something more about your whereabouts.
As you move closer, faces and figures become more easily recognizable.
The people gathered there are indeed students. If they are, the school or university they attend can’t be too far.
Most...
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>>217642
>Well first you have to give me your credentials before I'll consider your request to join? What is the difference between white and green teas? Also are rooibos teas made from camelia sinensis?
You wake up somewhere new.
There is no land in sight.
>>225008
masturbate whit morning erection
You get out of your sleeping bag and stretch.
You remember you lack genitalia.
start swimming
((This is not the same quest as run by Sage Hickory, who had this idea long before I did. I'm just taking the idea because I like it a lot.))
Much has been going on in this region of the world. As of late, tribes begin to grow, develop more refined tools, and some are even said to congregate in great, brick tents-- called houses. There are even stranger tales, too, of those who would coexist, even befriend, the monsters and great beasts that inhabit the world alongside you.
Of course, you thought many of these things to be fairy tales-- until you laid eyes...
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oh shit waddup!
Name it "Re:Neolithic Pokemon Quest" instead of taking the original name.
>Boy
>>224166
>Name it "Re:Neolithic Pokemon Quest" instead of taking the original name.
There are going to be FAR bigger problems than the name here, bucko. Duly noted either way.
Tonight we raid, my warriors!
For start lets form a warband, using a series of rolls we will build our force first
and then pick our target second
thirdly, we make the raid!
Roll D3 for faction
1:Celts
2:Teutons
3:Britons
Rolled 2 (1d3)
>>220699
>>220704
fuck yea teutons
Rolled 3 (1d3)
>>220699
>>200713
Previous thread
>>211111
You decide to check the alleyway to find a way in that isn't visible from the street. As soon as you enter you notice a classic. A dumpster placed next to a fire escape. You climb the dumpster easily and jump to grab the bottom of the ladder. Initially you miss it by an inch, after you regain your composure you jump again and manage to grab the bottom rung barely. You lift yourself up and make...
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>>218568
>Or try to open it
>>218568
Fuck it, smash the window like the fucking man we are.
>Everything is legal when cops aren't around.
>>218568
knock on the window
If that fails then
>There is another story above you, maybe you could find a way in through the attic.
Comes now the march of time, and the emergence of gods! The universe is has been around for awhile now but is in constant flux, with various gods appearing to attempt to bring order to the chaos... or not. However, can they get along and cooperate to bring the cosmos to peace and harmony, or will they tear it and themselves apart in conflict?
This is, The Age of Mending
>Choose a name and become a God, and roll 1d100 to speak the WORD and make things happen.
>Anonymous players form a Choir to praise or scorn...
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Also, a chat channel related to the game, usually OOC.
https://cytu@be/r/godgames
>replace @ with .
>>215782
Also an archive, if you care to go back and read about past ages and such
http://pastebin.com/5wSXn3K5
Rolled 17 (1d53)
I sort of forgot what the fuck has happened.
Are my centaurs still doing fine?
>I create a massive field of marijuana
=Thread 11=
You are Delilah, a thirteen year old girl and an unfortunate runaway. While it has not always been this way, life has shown you the harsh and uncaring world that you live in. Due to the actions against you there is enough hate and misery twisting inside that wish to take over.
Will you be able to push through and find happiness, or will you succumb to a treacherous society?
=Important Info=
Story Thus Far (Raw): http://pastebin.com/WnGZwK04 Part 1
http://pastebin.com/eGfGW8jV Part 2
There will, hopefully soon, be a much easier to read version...
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You think over your answer, keeping your cheek pressed up against him.
What do you want?
Too much, too much that you just don't understand.
"I don't know..." You finally speak, your voice just loud enough for him to hear. "There's a lot of things I wanna say but I don't know if any of them are the right words..."
"Maybe I'm not old enough or smart enough or...or maybe I just really don't know what exactly I want..."
Your hands move back to hold on to his shoulders instead, ignoring...
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>>215375
"I hope it's not weird or dumb but...but I want you to know that e-even though I don't want s-...s-sex..." Your hands clasp around the ring, your heart steadily beating faster.
"I'm...I'm pretty sure that..."
There's that hesitation in your voice but you choke it down.
"...I love you."
It's almost frightening how quick Lawrence moves when you say this. You're so sure he's running from you that it's a shock when you...
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>>215379
Slipping the pants on, you remove both of Lawrence's shirt and replace them with the black tee. Nothing fits you right and you're constantly pulling the pants up. It's better then dragging the dress around-....dammit...you still have to wear the heels when you leave...
You'll worry about that when it's time. Right now, you need to wake up Lawrence. He's sprawled out on the bed now, easily taken up most of it.
"Psst, time to get up."
Just snoring.
You...
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Hey guys, let me know when you get here
>>217595
Miellewds-guy here.
What happened yesterday?
>>217595
And if we're marrying Miel, is it assumed that we'll also be marrying Miel II?
She got a chance to speak with her younger sisters during the Miel World Tour, right?
Speaking of which, how did the pacification campaigns in the jungles of Heven and Lapsiona go?
And is Alonso going to evolve into a Sundered?
>>217610
>What happened yesterday?
"Please arrive at 8am for the doctor"
"...okay"
*arrives at 7:45*
*Theres already 20 ppl in line*
"Miss nurse? I just need the doctor to sign up this recipe that just expired. It will take like 30 seconds, top"
"You have to wait, sir."
"But, seriously, just like 30 seconds..."
"You.have.to.wait.or.im.calling.security"
Thus i had to wait
Alright lets get a historical risk thread going.
>Claim a nation
>Historical RP is encouraged
>Unclaimed countries' bonuses are nullified
>We start at 5 claimed countries.
>>221636
Germany claim
>>221636
USA
Welcome back to the quest. I've been on hiatus for a while and I deeply apologize but this time, we return to our young man from chapter 3. Rules are slightly changed and you roll a d100 for every combat option instead of an overly complicated Roll d100 for 'civ-wide' or 2d50s for luck and what have you. D20s will be used only for magic spells to just be simple but other than that roll a d100 for combat only. Everything else will be running with a popular vote unless I tell you.
The Quest Archive Links: http://pastebin.com/dKG1CGDk
Chapter...
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The tired young man looks around the small opening in the forest. The sun's light barely shines as it begins its well-deserved slumber. A faint sound of water running is off in the distance and all the young man's thoughts rush to it. He picks himself up from his wandering thoughts and moves toward the small sound. The sound of water becomes so foreign after not hearing it's sweet cacophony of life it heralds. His worn eyes barely open as he stumbles across the shrubs and old roots toward his goal. Time seems to stand silent as his hurried stumblings move him...
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'Awake now are ye'?' A short gruff man asks from across the wooden room. 'It's been quite the time and me lassie's about tagive'nup on ye'. Say you didn't mind if we searched ye' before we brought ye'ere. Ye're covered in dust an' we 'ed to of giv'n ye' a quick clean'n, dust that much seem ye' been wander'n a desert for half a year there boy.' The man searches his thick coat before settling his calloused hands on a fine wooden pipe. He takes out a small amount of tabacco and sets it in and lites it. He puffs thoughtfully for a second before asking the young man, 'Where ye' been to get such on ye' I've worked in stone longer'n'ye' been born an' still havn't gotten that much on me.' The young man looks up and meets the man's eyes and before he could speak the man says, 'Nah, never'n'mind I's don't mean to pry, any matter whats yer' name there boy?'
The young man props himself up onto the backboard of the bed and says, 'Josef,' in a meek voice then he clears his throat and repeats himself in a clear voice.
'Ah, well Josef it's been fine meeting ye' me'ame's Grunam I work the smithy'ere'in town I was coming from me clan's mountain'ome te see'if they got any iron fer me smithy. I was bringin me cart 'ome and saw the creak was near so I went to fill me canteen an' I found ye' there passed out an'all. Yer' 'eavier than ye' look.' The man, no dwarf, says.
Soon another person comes in carrying a platter of bowls and cups and sets it on a table. 'I 'eard ye' two talk'n an' I thought it be best to snatch up some food fer' ye'. Grun 'ere says yer' 'eavy but I don't buy into that one bit, you look like skin an' bones from where I stan'. Me'ames Yorfea if ol' Grun didn't say nuthin' 'bout me.' Grunam looks somewhat offended but takes a long puff before speaking again.
'Yer' a good kid there Josef far as I can tell, ye' can stay fer' a bit before you head out if ye' want. I known how ye' types are, always running off to something lost me brother to nonsense like that. Can't hold ye' 'ere if I wanted though boy, not enough food for the three of us. War rations and all, damn mountain'ome not got enough problems already with sending us as smiths fer yer' kind, no offense there, now their wanting bodies fer' their crusade. Any matter, you can stay fer a bit if ye' want but I'll 'ave to ask ye' to leave come'n'ext week.' The dwarf stands from his chair and leaves with Yorfea after taking a loaf from the platter and pointing at Josef with the bread and smiling.So damn Close.
The young man is alone now in the room, the fireplace faintly crackles and squeaks. The room is a somewhat smaller than Josef is used to but it is better than anything he has slept in for weeks. He pushes himself up and shrugs off the sheets, pressing his bare feet against the wood floors he stretches out to take a loaf. It is soft and sweet to the touch, he eats as he stares off out through the window. A town of people, moving and doing things so lost in his memory it seems so odd. He begins to stand and he puts on clothes that were provided to him, trousers, linen shirt, shoes,...
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I'm in my garden with a half drunken beer and a lot of sadness in my heart.
The baby is sleeping in the house.
Options are limitless, but we have to keep the baby ok.
Finish beer. Throw flip flops at neighbors.
This is my mammoth jalapeno plant named Josë, and my Arkansas Traveller hybrid tomato named Cletus. The rest of my garden is behind me.
And the baby is crying I think. Time to go inside.
The hell is that tube?
