Rules
1) Roll 1d10 to see what happens. Highest roll in TWO (2) minutes happens. Trips and higher on a current roll may override it.
2) No re-rolls.
3) You can do magic, but only simple stuff. As the game goes on, your skills will progress. No teleporting yet.
4) Have fun, burn shit or be a nice fellow.
You start off just outside the academy, guided only by some weird ass voice in your head that commands you to do things.
You wander off towards a nearby town and see some people wandering about, but first..
What's your name? Gender? Alignment?
Rolled 1 (1d10)
Race: Awakened baboon (no name)
Gender: Male
Alignment: CE
>>174932
We humies, senpai. But what's our name? :O
Rolled 6 (1d10)
>>174961
Hitler
THE STORY UP TO NOW: You're Cyrus "Scruffy" Hunter. Former Imperial Marine and veteran of the Fifth Frontier War.
After serving, you ended up working as a janitor and handyman on a cargo spaceship, the Eutropia. Until you accidentally got involved in a case of interstellar espionage and sabotage.
You ended up taking a bullet for a secret agent working for the Imperial Interstellar Scout Service. To repay you, and to buy your silence, the IISS offered to help you buy your very own ship.
You're now on the frontier,...
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You finish your caledonian whiskey. By the time you're done, Aeiea Tasoawalar already has three empty glasses on the table in front of her.
You spent some time chatting with this Aslan self-proclaimed engineer. She's a friendly, talkative, expansive sort. Maybe a bit TOO talkative, but, as far as you can tell, she does know her engines and ship parts, certainly better than you do (no great feat there though).
She has experience serving on board Aslan ships (or at least so she claims, you have no way to confirm that), and has worked in repair shops and workshops here on Garrison, but she's never worked on human ships, and seems pretty sure that this won't be a problem at all. She's nothing if not confident in her skills, and very eager.
As the conversation goes on, and the pub around you gets more and more crowded, the Aslan brings up the issue of compensation.
"What I need ta know is." She slightly starts slipping in her thicker, native Trokh accent as she gets tipsier and tipsier. "Is it a job you're offering ma, or a partnership?" She taps an empty glass on the table. "Yar not a companee, right?"
"No, I'm not... I'm not a company or anything. I'm just a guy with a 20% ship share deed to his name and some cash in his pocket." You point out. "Why? You got an investment to make here?"
"I told ya." She makes a dopey smile, showing off teeth pointier and sharper than you're normally comfortably seeing this up close. "So, listen up. Back in the Hierate, my auntie's married to this big shot, alright? He's a Hrawoao."
You nod, pretending to know what that means.
"Hey, don't give me tha' look. It's in the Tlaukhu and with the Yerlyaruiwo. Plenty of connections." She taps the glass harder. You're worried it might break.
"I'm not one hundred percent sure of what you're talking about, but the Hierate is about two months of travel away, on the other side of the Sector." You point out.
"Ah! But y'see, another one of Mr. Hrawoao's wives has this shipping line, mostly passengers. And they have a line going from Garrison ta Hrike and back here, so they have a front office here in town, and they worka lot with Standard Prodacts"
You take a deep, slow breath. "So what you're telling me... Is that the sister of your mother is married to a man whose other wife owns a shipping line that sometimes passes by here, so she knows someone in that shipping line who does business with the people who I'm going to buy my ship from." You groan.
She nods eagerly.
You throw up your hands.
(cont.)
"Hey." She sounds offended. "It might not be as good as a 20% share but I think I can scrounge up SOME shares. I can borrow some cash from the line, from my uncle, and stuff. Of course, if ya make me yer associate." She raises a hand, and orders her fourth whiskey.
You consider your choices. Generally, an engineer's standard pay goes for 4000 crimps a month, give or take a bit. And it's a work contract, with all that it entails.
On the other hand, if this Aslan can really manage to scrounge up some ship share, even if it's just 1%,...
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>>185459
>>Well, if you can get some form of ship share, then you're welcome aboard as an associate.
If it doesn't work out, an airlock accident could always help.
And she's an engineer!
Haggle a bit more - otherwise she will think her offer is too good.
Alright /qst/ it seems most people know how a map game works now.
This map game has one purpose though, create the most convoluted, confusing and just insane map collaboratively
>>165136 the map here is an example of what could be achieved
Like usual always do the
Nation Name: Kingdom of Pomerania
Religions: Catholic, Pomeranian Orthodox Church
Languages: Pomeranian, German, Greek
Brief history: Founded by a series of holy wars by the Brotherhood of the Holy Sepulchre and...
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>>179799
Name: Principality of Vastonya
Religions: Orthodoxy
Languages: Cyrillic
Brief History: A recently released Macedonian puppet state, credited with having some of the worst misrepresentation of voters in the world, a fact that they seem to love.
am i pnging rite?
>>179799
Name: Gilbert and Ellice Islands
Religion: Polynesian Mythology
Languages: Gilbertese, Tuvaluan, small portion of Samoan
Brief History:
Tuvalu and Kiribati have both two thing in common: both are unrecognised, and both are small. They decide to leave a positive impact on the world by discovering islands and claiming them as their own. There is a legend that states that the Pacific will be eventually united. Let's see if that's true.
>>179978
the map got a lot smaller for some reason? can you see what caused that?
>>158603 to catch up.
You are either in the LRA or in the LPR (the LPR's flag is up for change) you must either plan on your attacks against the brutal dictator named Adi Hagi in the Capital city of Tulcea. The LPR, who is lead by Pavel Mykytiuk, holds an HQ is in Kherson.
In your name you must put your alligence. [EX: First Lastname (LRA)] and your name must either be Moldovan, Ukrainian, or Romanian.
If you want you can draw maps for planning.
>>177699
Here is the current battle.
>>177706
so what can we do
>>177778
Make plans to attack the enemies in the current battle. I will than roll a d20 IRL and determine the outcome of the battle.
So... why whe dont made /qst/ 4chan cup team?
Nobody?
>>176875
I think you have two issues here, there's hardly anyone here and nobody knows what you're on about
Okay. Not sure of what to nominate for the roster though.
https://brorlandi.github.io/StarWarsIntroCreator/#!/AKIUE_iV_037-cSARz4H
>You are a Jedi Master at a time when the galaxy is in turmoil
>For nearly a thousand years now the Jedi and the Sith have been fighting each other in what has become known as The New Sith Wars
>Like many other Jedi of your stature, you have become increasingly frustrated with the Galactic Senate and the Jedi High Council’s inability to do anything to stop the Sith Lords
>So...
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> any species
Tuskan raider or wampa please.
>>173679
Also, light mace.
As in, it's an unstable ball of the shit welded together and attached to a chain.
Name: Calon Oood
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Lightsaber: Single, Purple
Welcome to Genre Shift! Here, you control a poorly drawn human as he stumbles across time and space, from genre to genre.
What you missed last time:
>We completed the JAPANESE DATING SIM FINALE
>We gained an ally
>We Shifted to the JRPG GENREso much Japan
>We went NORTH to the city of PORT LYNDEN
>We multiclassed as a MONK
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Ooc: So how do we start?
>>173705Right when Op gets around to posting the first pic :^)
>>173691The Discord link is dead and I wish to join
>Twitter: https://twitter.com/Booqst
>Summary: http://pastebin.com/Xv3TTrme
>Previous thread: >>148774
>Archive: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?searchall=Genocide+Quest
>rolled 97
In that moment as the creature was bringing down its blade, time seemed to slow. The world around him blurred as he took in his situation.
‘I...
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Rolled 100 (1d100)
>>173929
>Take your time and sneak your way in.
>>173934not this shit again
Anywho, session starts up in an hour and thirty mins, launched the thread before the previous one hit archive.
Yesterday's test was a sucess, lets do it for real this time
Warmth.Darkness.Heartbeat. Your nerves shoot to life as you gain conciousness, your objective dawns on your mind like the voice of god. You where created as a zerg experiment, the next generation of super predators, with the gift of free will.
"Grow, evolve, become zerg" echoes trough your mind, as your primitive weak eyes look around the green slime, feeding you inside of your spawning pod, it is time to evolve, grow from a simple weak larva to a killing machine.
How will you mutate?
Let us develop a stomach that can allow us to expel acid from our mouth.
>>181070
Grow a massive pointed dick.
>>181077
Your larva body bloats and distends to the size of a pigskin football, as most of it is now room for a large stomach, filled to the brim with spittable acid, potent enough to slice trough armor and bone
>>181080
(goddamnit,son)
On the larva's underside forms a slit, containing a deflated male sexual organ
(Restarted from the old quest. >>177785 )
So, did you remember the Marvel what ifs? Well this What If.. is a goofy one.
As said in the title, The idea is inspired by an odd coincidence that it is a complete hilarious.
The What If Quest is simple to ask: What if Captain America and the Avengers had encountered cartoon birds and then they completely go nuts over this situation?
Before start the quest, let explain something to you; This Quest will be done in Rotation meaning that the players...
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Allow me to test the dice first before we realy start the quest.
(1d100)
>>180939
Testing the dice now.
dice+1d100
>>180940
1d100
Still trying to test the dice.
This is a thread created for the discussion of Quest threads, as well as sharing of advice and guidance for aspiring or current QM's.
Older thread: >>151224
Useful links: http://pastebin.com/x6BqaJ7r
This link contains numerous writing guides, general advice, and various quest tools and communities.
https://twitter.com/Eisenstern/lists/quest-runner-directory
This is a directory containing the tweets of most current QM's. While a twitter is by no means mandatory, it is a useful...
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>>171846
>QM Question
Something shorter ideally. But it'll be a while, after I finish this one I'll probably sleep for at least six months.
>Player question
waifus
>>171846
@haremhorn
Add me? ;w:
>QM Question:
That seems so far ahead...
Player Question:
Larro's quests. The guilt comes from how much I get into them I kind of forget about my own.
Previous thread: >>154317
Archive: http://darksquid.org/titmouse/
Twitter: brianraddatz
Chat: http://darksquid.org/chat
>>171740
Tell Harmony's other half to stay back while we kill this thing
>>171740
Tell Gnat to cast something, ANYTHING!
PURGE IT WITH FIRE!
>>171740
Have Nat conjure up some vines to keep these Braintacles busy while Peter runs up to knife that brain in the important bits.
You awake in your master bedroom on a sunday morning. You look over to your wifes side of the bed and are treated to the sight of a large blood trail leading off the bed and onto the floor. Your Wife is Dead. She's been dead for hours.
Was it your fault?
This is a text based game that does not use rolling but uses players asking questions to find the end.
Can you find the answer to the question:
Did You Kill Your Wife?
>>175823
What's in the room?
>>175842
Sitting in the room with you is the corpse of your wife, your king sized bed, a nightstand on either side, a large mirror, a dresser, a television, and a clock.
>>175823
I did not kill my wife, for I have none.
Weep for me, for I have no wife.
>name
>country
>color
no meme nations and forget the alliance/nap rule that is in the map
to roll use "dice+1d10000" in the option camp
Rolled 7251 (1d10000)
>>182776
LATIN EMPIRE!
CONSTANTINOPLE AND TO THE NORTH EAST. FUCK TURKEY.
PURPLE!
>>182776
>Nasjonal Samling
>Blue
>Northern Norway
Rolled 6308 (1d10000)
>>182776
If I get to roll.
You are Ryan Settle, RMDL of the United States Navy, and you are currently serving as the Noble Steed of a bikini-clad woman while a noblewoman cowers behind her desk and begs you for help against the bands of ruffians filling the office lobby. Kongou leans forward, plucking your cane from your hands, and thrusts it forward like a lance.
“CHARGE!” she yodels, kicking her bare heels against your thighs encouragingly.
This wasn't quite the role you'd expected to play - but a Damsel in Distress is a Damsel in Distress, and her call must be answered....
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Yamato ends up on the floor, of course, curling her legs beneath her as a shield as the unfortunate realities of short skirts manifest themselves. You stumble over her, throwing you forward. Kongou tries to catch you both by planting the cane against the floor, but momentum - and the lack of friction between her smooth skin and your working khakis - send her flying clear over your head like a pole-vaulter. You look up in time to see something strange and wonderful go hurtling out the window behind Goto's desk in a shower of crumbling safety glass.
And then there's...
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>>182489
>[X] Help Yamato up first. You do owe her an apology, and you don't want to be too close to Goto for at least thirty to sixty seconds, considering how you aided and abetted the latest Burning Love.
Pam is quality waifu
>>182489
>[x] Help Yamato up first. You do owe her an apology, and you don't want to be too close to Goto for at least thirty to sixty seconds, considering how you aided and abetted the latest Burning Love.