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Yuma, AZ
198X
5 years after the End
Handy dandy pastebin that an anon made
http://pastebin.com/0vWezvSE
You are 22 year old Hank Dalton. It's post apocalypse times but you're doing okay for yourself. You have a sweet-ass El Camino, two good friends and now a girlfriend maybe. Only issue is that there is a Wendigo after you. It used to be in the body of a 12 year old boy but after you destroyed that vessel with your car it's in a condor now. Last time on The Last Grease...
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>>194018
FUCK YES IT'S BACK!
A)
We'll need hardware and people to retrieve the Shitwagon, it's probably booby-trapped by the road pirates.
Anyone lurking?
>>195162
I just got here.
The year is 2016 and the zombie apocalypse is upon you! You get word of zombies over the TV and you are mildly surprised. You hop off your couch and look around your empty home. You never had much family to worry about, no one to care about you, really. You don't have strong ties to any people so you're well set for psychological impact. You're emotionally detached, and hopefully this goes well for you.
You live in a two-story home by yourself, your girlfriend having left you and taken the dog a month ago. She couldn't stand the fact you had a gun,...
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Rolled 109 (1d1000)
>>205985
Rolled 677 (1d1000)
>>205985
This is a pretty cliche quest.
You and Goto stare at Yamato so long she starts to get nervous.
“W-what!?” she stammers, clutching the Super Soaker like she might have to beat you off with it. “W-w-we're s-st-anding and w-walking and talking and... stuff,” she finishes lamely. “So what's so strange about ships being alive!?”
“Have you-”
“Ever think-”
You and Goto catch yourselves before talking over each other. He cuts his eyes towards you as a sly smirk scrawls across his face.
“So.”
“Mmmhmm,” you agree.
“An impasse.”
“A...
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Yamato lets out a fearsome cry as she crosses the room in a single bound, her bosom bouncing enticingly as she brings the end of the big squirt gun down on Goto's head. Eyes squinched shut, she keeps flailing away, the empty plastic water tank going boop~boop~boop~ as Goto keels over in helpless laughter. Thwarted, Yamato raises the weapon and begins pumping it up to pressure feverishly. You just recline in your chair and watch the motion intently. When Yamato notices your studious expression she freezes mid-stroke.
"NAAASTY!" she squeals, hurling the super...
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“You may as well ask what brings Abyssals back,” you reply at length. “They're as intrinsically evil as our girls are good.”
Goto turns that over for a few seconds. He swivels his chair around to look at the wall, where the old black-and-white photos sit. “But we don't... do we?”
“Eh?”
He turns back to you, eyes thoughtful. “People, I mean. We never view ourselves or anything we do in a positive light, do we? Or damn rarely.” He reaches to the corner of his desk and picks up a small plastic toy decorating it - it looks like a tabletop miniature. You squint at it.
“... Warhammer?”
Goto chuckles in surprise. “Destroid Tomahawk to you, gaijin.” He sets it down. “Speaking of - ever counted the robots-turn-good stories versus the robots-turn-evil-and-eat-us-all stories?”
“Hmm,” you concur.
“Even with tsukumogami the concern was mostly, you know, don't piss them off too much when you throw them away,” Goto muses, turning the pewter miniature around between thumb and forefinger. “We've been writing stories about abyssals for a long, long time. Why not shipgirls?”
“... haven't we, though?”
Goto raises his eyebrow quizzically.
“Ever seen the Brave Little Toaster?”
“Sorry, I'm not really into Pokemon,” Goto returns with a sardonic squint.
“Uh, right. Old Western animated movie about living, talking appliances. Tsukumogami, basically, in a vacation cottage. They get tired of waiting and go looking for their master, who they love. End of the movie's got this song-”
“Oh, that one?” Goto wonders. “Think I saw that as a kid, in English class. With the creepy-ass magnet thing that chases them?”
“Yeah. Remember the song?”
“Who could forget?”
“Yeah. Not five minutes after a depressing song capping off a whole movie about items being abandoned, their owner shows up, risks his life to save his old appliances, and the ol' toaster hurls himself into the gears to save him.”
“Isn't that just tsukumogami all over again, though?” Goto wonders. “Pissed that we're throwing them away, with a happy end for a kids movie?”
You shake your head. “That's not it. Tsukumogami haven't been taken seriously by the populace for how long, now? As a religious thing, I mean.”
Goto shrugs. “Forever? Most people are technically Shinto followers but they've lapsed harder than a Tokyo tech worker, on average.”
“Right,” you reply. “And there was never an equivalent myth in the West. And yet with no reason to take the idea seriously, we go and make movies like Brave Little Toaster.”
“For kids,” Goto says.
“Did those themes seem weighed appropriately for kids?” you ask.
He shakes his head with a solemn, thoughtful frown. “And then there's Toy Story,” he returns. “The sequels dived into that pretty hard.”
“The third one, at least. The second-”
“It was okay, yeah.”
You glare at Goto. “How do you know all these!?”
“Kongou loves memes,” Goto sighs. “So much. She makes sure to keep me current. If I could find out who's feeding her, I'd break my foot off in their ass.” He closes his eyes and rubs his face wearily. “Anyway... I think I see where you're going with this.” Leaning forward on his elbows, supporting his chin on folded hands, he gazes through the floor, dark eyes brooding. “Did we know, you think?”
You shrug. “It'd make sense.”
“Yeah,” Goto says quietly. “It'd explain why the sentiment was always there, even when...
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>>182416
Character Sheet & Allies
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1jI0aGxA_2h3SAcPYri-1fdgskbK3IbtfEzSLJ7VY9gU/edit
Twitter: @QuestingQM
If your new, we're playing Renoxiezius, the ice dragon of Sweden, vassal of the King, and all around bad-ass. Who is also fat.
Last time, we finished up the Dungeon, adding three rooms which are a Laboratory, Library, and a Distillery, additionally we blew all our money on books of magic and political theory, additionally the King...
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>>200758
>Refuse to, these are your people.
>>200758
>Refuse to, these are your people.
>eat the king
>>200773
It's time to take his place as the rightful king.
Seconding this.
Twitter: @GuardTemp
Previous Threads: >http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=RAPIDFIRE
Recap: You went to the local water facility to help your twin sister, Kick Lee, take down a necromancer who's engaged with a previous villain. Unfortunately you got knocked out and then woke up in some tomb with a missing arm. You found a convenient cybernetic arm lying right next to you at least. Wandering around you see dead people littering the area before finding a breach in the tomb's walls.
>Highest of 1d10 of the...
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Rolled 5 (1d10)
>>198929
Follow the signal strength. The stronger the signal the closer you are to your sibling.
>>199238
It's a bit difficult to get your bearing on your telepathic connection, but you feel a faint increase in clarity by going northwest. You 'ping' Kick Lee by asking her the time. There's some delay before she responds.
>"Sorry, just watching the late-night news. It's less than an hour before midnight, why?"
Shit, and the sun is rising to the east. That means you're in a different time zone.
Rolled 7 (1d10)
>>199294
Tinker around your cyber-arm and find out it has GPS.
You stand on the marble balcony of your presidential palace... well it's more autocratic but you don't tell the UN or the International Criminal Court that.
Elections are coming up. Apparently your legislature decided that elections were a "good thing" and are needed to "preserve the rights of the citizens" so that it would "garner support from the democratic nations around us so we don't starve like neglected dogs due to recent droughts". You scoff at the notion, yet inside you feel a bit worried. You did a lot of bad things...
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