Age: 735
Location: Unknown planet
Information: Receiving reports of invaders travelling in a ship like Frieza's, Daikon and his allies began to travel toward one of their worlds that had fallen under attack. On the way, Daikon accidentally damaged the ship while training, causing it to crash. Now, stranded on an unknown world, Daikon and the other Saiyans fell under attack from a creature known as Lusk, who was commanded by another creature known as Zakam. With both threats ended, Daikon recruited Zakam's daughter, and soon encountered Kuriza, son of Frieza, who had come to capture him and the other Saiyans. Daikon defeated Kuriza after a brief battle, but now five new power levels have arrived on the planet.
Welcome to Saiyan Quest. This takes place in the years Frieza controlled Planet Vegeta, as the Saiyans grow in strength and try to find a way to free themselves.
Voting will operate on a first to five system, at least for the time being.
Dialogue is allowed to be added to votes, as are actions (though I'll ignore what I consider shitposting)
During battles, options will usually have a number assigned to them. After that vote has won, players will roll a d100, and have three chances to match or beat that number.
If a 100 is rolled, it is considered a crit success (unless 100 was the number you had to match).
If a 1 is rolled, it is a crit failure, regardless of whether or not the other two rolls are high enough to succeed.
If, during a battle, players want to attempt a writein action, that is allowed, but I am the one who will assign the number to it, so use caution
You're a young male Saiyan who fought in the war with the Tuffles. You've become one of the most powerful Saiyans in the universe, but there's still potential for you to grow stronger.
Previous threads
>http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?searchall=saiyan+quest
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Power Levels (as of the start of this thread)
http://pastebin.com/HDXfeTkM
You remain where you are, and take a moment to sense the power levels that are approaching. Each of them are large, but four of them are massive, and one of the four is so unbelievably huge that you wonder if it's Frieza himself.
"My scouter can only read one of the power levels," Soko tells you. "10,000. The others are much too high."
"That doesn't tell us too much," Toma points out. "Daikon and Kuriza are both too strong for the scouters to read their powers."
>A. Most of these guys are much stronger than you
>B. You hope you're strong enough to face these people
>C. Something else
>>44432579
>>A. Most of these guys are much stronger than you
Yeah I figured out how to sense power levels without a scouter. These guys make me look weak.
Previous: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/44095840/
Char sheets: Layla http://pastebin.com/AZhZH83v Maria http://pastebin.com/Pz8RjLpu
Eli http://pastebin.com/MTKD1usQ Marla http://pastebin.com/xxAh2vEH
"Layla?" Maria asks, as I stare outside, the best I can through all the branches of the tree's waving in the wind like coil and twisiting serpents "are you going to come inside, it's freezing out there, come on I'll turn put on one of the shows you like"
The air doesn't smell right, usually there's a dull scent of old blood floating around here...but not today, there's another smell on the wind, like putrid flesh mixed with stagnant water with fruit rotting in the sun. It's blood, but it doesn't smell right.
My ears twitch as the wind and odd sent blow over me, washing and coating me like a layer of oil or burnt fat on my fingers. It's putting me on edge and not in a good way like stalking prey. It almost feels like I'm the one being hunted...hmm
[Yes it is quite unnerving isn't it, the air seems to have itself rotted and started to smell, I suspect magic of some sort or another, foul magic, most foul magic]
<Like the poor man she killed a week ago and threw out like dog shit>
[Oh no, not like that, like magic of death, killing magic, hellish magic, impure magic like ours and hers, shame about that really]
<You know jack...I do get where you're coming from with that...I mean they did abandon us when they realized we were going to die>
T Bah, stop talking I'm...think over hereT
"Layla honey?" Maria asks again, shaking my shoulder
What do I do?
[] Go inside and cuddle
[] Go fly around the school real quick
[] tell Maria
[] Look through the forest
[]bother request guy
[] visit my sisters
[] See if Clementine is doing it
[] See if Miss smith is doing it
[] Check on Fraust
[] write in
>>44431212
>[]bother request guy
Try to figure out what the other characters are requesting.
>>44431212
>[] See if Miss smith is doing it
>[] Go fly around the school real quick
>[] tell Maria
>>44431212
>[] tell Maria
>[] Look through the forest
>All official WotC content
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>Tools for 5e, other stuff, miscellaneous homebrews
http://pastebin.com/X1TFNxck
What's the best and weirdest homebrews for 5e you've seen, /5eg/?
Which class benefits most from well rolled stats?
>>44413327
All of them? I suppose barbarians and monks get the most mileage out of having multiple high scores, but anything above 17 in your primary at the start puts you ahead of the game.
>>44413327
>>44413378
Monks only really need Dex and Wis. It's casters and half-casters that are liable to get hit that need Con for their concentration checks, so Paladins, Clerics, Rangers, Eldritch Knights, Arcane Tricksters, Bladesingers, Favored Souls and Warlocks that fight in melee and use concentration spells will need Con in addition to their casting stat and Str or Dex for armor.
Apart from them and Barbarians, most single-classes characters don't need more than two high ability scores, sometimes even one, depending on build.
Last time ([Skirmish] Sketch Superheroes IV: ICE Defence) our heroic vigilantes and would be dispensers of JUSTICE descended into the depths below New Metroville, and encountered... something.
And then the Narrator had a cascading hardware fault and it was never found out quite what.
BUT WHAT TERRORS AWAIT OUR (ANTI?) HEROES TONIGHT?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EiVUXCp8_jo
[Page 9 is results of last actions, villians go now, so take this time to check back in]
>>44430030
and since everyone is about to get squashed shortly, perhaps some new volunteers want to step up? Step up to save the world? Well, town. Well underground grotto.
It's not a glorious job but someone's gotta do it.
>>44430030
Clocking in.
[The Gambler]
>Plot Armor: 4
>Movement: 5
>Offense: 2
>Resistance: 0
>Prestige: 4
>Power Rating: 8
>Origin:
[Magical Gift]
>Archetype:
[Control/Techniques]
>Modifiers:
[Pact]-Lady Luck
[Explosion Prone Miscalibration]
[Paragon]
>Power Types:
[Luck]
[Change Fate]
>Stabilized Powers:
[A Roll of the Dice] - Straight up reduces or enhances the luck of another figure.
[A Twisted Fate] - Steal the Luck of others in an area and transfers it to another target
[Ghost Leg] - Target of the ability either has an easier time finding routes to places, or a harder time. Allows access to normally inaccessible places due to sheer luck, or denies access by the same token.[The Gambler]
>Plot Armor: 4
>Movement: 5
>Offense: 2
>Resistance: 0
>Prestige: 4
>Power Rating: 8
>Origin:
[Magical Gift]
>Archetype:
[Control/Techniques]
>Modifiers:
[Pact]-Lady Luck
[Explosion Prone Miscalibration]
[Paragon]
>Power Types:
[Luck]
[Change Fate]
>Stabilized Powers:
[A Roll of the Dice] - Straight up reduces or enhances the luck of another figure.
[A Twisted Fate] - Steal the Luck of others in an area and transfers it to another target
[Ghost Leg] - Target of the ability either has an easier time finding routes to places, or a harder time. Allows access to normally inaccessible places due to sheer luck, or denies access by the same token.
>>44430059
There's even robots afoot! Aliens! Mutants! Monsters!
>>44430290
Gambler! Welcome back. You are still [1], your reaction speed must be as good as your luck.
For easy of my book-keeping, please add:
[Lucky Coin]: Pact-item; +Kismet to your items.
'Ello! Welcome to the Bleeding Taint, don't mind the ants. What will it be, huh?
>>44422439
the ants
>>44422439
A grapefruit mead and a slice of you. ;)
Food, as much as you are able to give me.
Which Space Marine chapter is the leastboring?
Define boring.
The one who gets the most action? Probably Ultras.
The one who has the most interesting lore? Debatable.
>>44404379
Black Consuls. Read up on them.
The fun marines id imagine.
Alright this thread is to pack up things before having the regiment depart to Somerius.
So. We've hit the traitors good, hand the surviving ones to the arbites for their execution good job everyone, we've recieved word though. Vacation's over, Say goodbye to Praetoria because we're going after Amelia on Somerius.
>>44431208
I DON'T HEAR ANY THANK YOU ANNA!
>>44431264
Thank you, milady! *whispers* please don't be angry, milady...
>>44431264
>Crosses arms and smiles.
Thank you, ma'am.
Pathfinder General /pfg/
If you are asking for build advice, please mention which third-party books are allowed.
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Previous Thread: >>44422757
No More Waifus Edition
Posting again for the guy who wanted to know about the waifu I didn't want.
I was playing a devil blooded tiefling fighter with a bunch of eldritch heritage for pit-touched bullshit. Found out my lineage actually originated directly from a Pit Fiend seven generations back. I wanted no part of it, but apparently hell's politics thought I would be useful (easily manipulated more like).
The love interest was towards that end, she was introduced as a nice bard, also a tiefling, and felt the same "outcast's lot" as I did. The thing is, my character didn't feel that. He knew he was discriminated against, but had spent most of his life as a mercenary since he got sold off as a kid. He couldn't remember his parents and didn't really care, he had enough money now to live the high life. Prostitutes don't really care if you have a set of horns as long as you got enough coin, and his party didn't give a shit he was a tiefling (neither did the mercenary company he eventually ended up in).
She went on and on about changing things, and all I wanted was coin and eventually a nice comfortable place to live out my long life.
She was actually sent by devils in order to tempt me, but was shit at it. Got the point she tried to use mind control on me, but my GM didn't realize how fantastic my saves were and I not only resisted, but fucking put dimensional anchors on her so she couldn't run and butchered her for trying to encroach on my mind. It however didn't end there. Apparently someone saw fit to resurrect her, and then she played the whole "how could you do that" card.
>>44430446
>No More Waifus
>Not being a waifu PC
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1A0B2Un1b5hCNDrecBDymrlSluU9DJwGlo-uPQeyopis/edit?usp=sharing
Alright, more work has been done on the Fusilier (And especially the additional discoveries that are not limited to it.)
It is, however, still very much a work in progress. Any thoughts on general power/issues would be highly appreciated.
The Fusilier is a warrior-alchemist, working without extracts but with great skill with blade, bomb and gun.
Why the fuck did tau get a new codex before CSM
for the greater good
>>44420685
Because they actually sell.
>>44420685
Because Tau artwork and model design can be stolen from DA for free, while Chaos has to be done in-house.
Anybody got any good stories? DND, pathfinder, 40k, don't rest your head, all flesh must be eaten, munchkin, whatever you got, I wanna hear it. Will bump with stories, won't promise on quality.
okay so first story I guess should be fomr one of our DND 3.5e campaigns
>Be humans
>Gods don't do shit for us why should we do shit for gods?
>Stop praying
>Gods get pissed, punish us, start losing power, gadzooks.jpg
>Gods need people to pray to them or they lose power or some shit
>DM copout to make gods fight
>no one really cares
>Time to kill the gods
So our party is fairly standard, about 5 guys, we got a fighter, a paladin, a spellcaster, and two randoms (i think they were a cleric and a druid but i can't remember) we start off at level 5, pretty paltry for a god killer campaign but you gotta start somewhere. through dialogue and questing we soon made it to 8, nothing to write home about but we got some experience under our belts. this was about the time the DM trusted us with the information to set in motion the end of the game, he told us who our big bad evil guy would be. Which, coincidentally, was not an evil god, he was a good god, but no one knew where he went, his plane was unreachable even by other gods, he seemed to have vanished, but there was a scorched crater somewhere on the continent, where people believed he'd fallen to the plane of mundus. And so our goal was set: Kill the god the gods couldn't kill and we win.
We leave the town to set out to gather all the things we need for a scrying spell (yeah scrye for a god, that'll work -.-) about this time it might be good to tell you all our characters were evil, even our paladin was neutral, having cleared it with the DM, anyway, on our way out of town our fighter bumped into a pig farmer accidentally, instead of apologizing he started screaming at this dwarven pig farmer, calling his mom a halfling and saying his father had no beard, it was brutal.
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You are Brianna la Croix, journeyman necromancer, heritor of the Dungeon, and this has to be the most satisfying petty revenge you have ever experienced.
"HOW COULD YOU!" Amy yells at the top of her lungs; a second soldier goes sailing out of the window, followed by a third. "SHE SAVED YOUR /LIFE/! YOU FUCKER! YOU FUCKING FUCKER!"
>>44417008
"Captain," you drawl, leaning on your cane. "I see you've met Amy again."
"Charmed," Marsh groans from the dirt. "Will she hit me if I get up?"
"Probably," you say, honestly.
"I'll be staying down, then."
Amy vaults out of the window, full up of BURNING JUSTICE, and stops only when she sees you. "This asshole brought a fucking /historian/, Bri!" she exclaims. "To verify the jewels! Like he can't trust your word! Can you believe this fuck?"
"Well," you say slowly. "Yes, I kinda can? 'cause I might have been mistaken about the jewels with absolutely no ill intent whatsoever?"
Amy pauses, blinking.
"Your heart's in the right place, Ames, but maybe let me deal with surfacer law? Which, I might add, you've broken in hilarious fashions just now?"
"Assaultin'anofficer," one of the soldiers mumbles.
"Given the circumstances, I'm willing to overlook it," Marsh groans. "Ms. la Croix, I am glad to see you are well."
> Y'know, you too, Marsh.
> Can we have this talk in private? There's some other things I wanna ask you that ain't my friends' business - or your soldiers'.
> No thanks to you, fucker.
> Y'know, you too, Marsh.
>>44417084
>Y'know, you too, Marsh.
Civilization Thread
Three votes picks race
Elf civ, wat do?
>>44412793
Demons.
>>44412793
Lizard
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You are Second Lieutenant CT-42/458, the air has brightened to near blinding levels, your ears are ringing, and before you rises a mushroom cloud that is roughly 20 meters tall. Distantly you hear warnings blare of the radiation outside, and you are informed that your suit has successfully isolated you from the outside.
You sit up, using your blaster carbine as a crutch, and push yourself towards the wall. You attempt to survey the area.
The door to the room Phi is shut, you assume from the shockwave of the nuclear warhead. The warped and broken remains of Jackpot's AT-RT are spread out on the ground before you, half melted, though you are unable to see the trooper.
The area around the epicenter of the blast has been utterly annihilated, and you spot the scattered bits and pieces of droids, AT-RTs, and your fellow troopers roughly 10 meters around, many having been embedded into the building Bandit's forces were holding up in.
Everywhere, you see carnage oversaturated to be colored in bright whites and greys that are seared into your mind. Terror threatens to well up inside you.
Stay. Professional.
You grit your teeth. Situational awareness, Lieutenant. You need it.
Shielding your viewports with your hand, the glare from the explosion is reduced enough for the AAT to come into view. As the brightening effect of the explosion fade, you are able to make out the details of its armor. Smoke rises from its engines and there are dozens of scorch marks and rends in the armor from where shells have bounced off.
Crudely painted along the left side of the AAT in bright yellow is the old symbol used to represent radioactive material. The emblem has been painted over the scorch marks, and you can see where the newly applied paint ran in rivers of yellow down to the ground below.
> [Cont.]
>>44408587
There is a second barrel attached to the underside of the primary, one that looks to only be loadable from the outside and has a diameter easily three times as wide around as the primary. The cannon lowers from its 45 degree angle and begins to move towards the blast zone.
You see a trooper, the one that tried to charge the AAT moments before the nuclear warhead was fired, laying on the ground, and the AAT hovering towards him. The trooper's armor looks to be severely melted to the point that the pieces have fused together, leaving him unable to do anything but move his hands and move his head from side to side, attempting to get a look at the approaching Separatist tank. The AAT moves over the helpless scout and holds position.
The AAT slams into the ground, its repulsors having cut out.
It rises into the air.
It slams down once more.
The tank repeats this a few more times, and you watch as its underside is soon coated in blood. As it moves on, all you can see is a red mush where the scout once was. A knot of disgust and panic wells up in your gut.
The sound of a tinny, crackling roar resounds through your ears. You spot a trooper in plain white armor sprint out of cover behind the AAT and rush towards it, attempting to aim his PLX-1 while moving. Big, you recognize.
"Big, dammit all, no!" Twitch coughs over comms.
Still he sprints. The AAT, noticing his approach, turns to face Big with his forward armor.
"I see now." Crusader rumbles. "That is the courage the essence of Mandalore grants us in times of need."
Big makes a bounding leap onto the AAT and crawls onto its turret.
"I shall join you, brother!" You see Crusader leap out from the store, his colors shining as brightly as the sun as he runs towards the AAT, his sword arcing through the air beside him as he draws it to bear.
> [Cont.]
>>44408626
Big stabalizes himself on the turret even as the AAT begins to weave back and forth in the attempt to shake him off. He brings his PLX-1 down at the command hatch of the AAT. His stilted speech calls out over comms. "Paingiver, you die now!"
He braces the launcher against his shoulder.
The command hatch of the AAT pops open, and you hear three reports of a weapon of the likes you have never heard before. The cracks that echo through the air result in Big's upper body jolting backwards, and you spot spurts of blood firing out his back. There were no bolts of blaster fire.
When Big does not fall backwards off the AAT, three more shots impact into him. He lurches back, but grabs ahold of the cannon before he tumbles off. The PLX-1 is dropped to the ground.
Crusader gives a pained roar over comms.
"Big get out of there you idiot!" Twitch weezes. "Dammit, we're all going to die here, Big if you die I'll kill you, you hear!"
Crusader is still 20 meters away when Big pulls himself back onto the turret, unholstering a blaster pistol.
"Don't worry." Big says. He sounds blissful. "Mandalore will prote-"
A human rises from the command hatch. A pistol, an old projectile launcher, is brandished. Another boom echoes through the air. Big's head whips back. The AAT rushes out of view as Big crumples onto the ground, limp.
Crusader crosses the final few meters to Big, sliding on his knees as he scoops up Big's body in his arms. You spot Xtreme exiting the store at this point, and Twitch limping out of the apartment building he and Big were occupying.
"Oh." Twitch mumbles. "Big is dead. He's actually dead." Twitch collapses against the wall behind him and slides to the ground. "Everyone's dying."
> [Cont.]
>>44408644
"Your death shall be avenged, brother."
Crusader takes two fingers and dips them in the growing pool of Big's blood, after which he drags them across the forehead of his white helmet. As he rests Bigs body on the ground once more, the streaks of blood covering the rest of his armor begins to dribble down. He looks towards where the AAT retreated.
You push yourself up to your feet and lean against the wall, still trying to catch your breath.
Major Bandit comms you. "Lieutenant," His tone is bitter and tired. "We have reports of three battalions of droids marching at us from the East. Looks like the Separatists don't know when to quit. I'm pulling my boys back to the Hospital, we can escort your wounded pilot with us if you would like."
"They fucking nuked them." Twitch murmurs over comms. "They're just gone, blown to bits in a moment."
"They died fighting, Twitch." Crusader says. "That's th-"
"No, fuck you Mando!" Twitch snaps. "They weren't fighting for the glory of the Republic or that hellhole Mandalore, none of us are, don't you see?! We're all just pawns, disposable fodder to be thrown at the enemy so the corrupt Senate and their attack dogs the Jedi Order can remain in power! Our deaths mean nothing to them!"
Xtreme cuts in. "Twitch, Kenobi has always taken care of us the best he cou-"
"What, like back on Christophsis when he ran off to flirt with his Sith girlfriend when one of our own sabotaged our weapon's depot, nearly taking you and Jackpot out with his det charges?" Twitch points an accusing finger at Xtreme. "If it wasn't for the Commander, you would've died there betrayed by a fellow clone, you suicidal psychopath! Do you think that your death there would've meant anything?"
Twitch climbs back to his feet and limps towards where Crusader and Xtreme are standing. "Now the Separatists are taking us down one by one we have a Shiny new commander who will only get us killed with his stupidity, and all for what?"
> [Cont.]
This is the best card ever printed for Modern. Prove me wrong shitlords.
When this post hits the last page it will be proven true since no one can say otherwise.
>>44407504
>Not played in Modern.
>Best card ever for Modern.
Cool story, rebbit.
Question of the Day:
What would you do to make Criminals relevant again?
//Snippet
>What is Android: Netrunner?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VAslVfZ9p-Y [Embed]
>Android Netrunner Official FFG News & Spoilers:
http://www.fantasyflightgames.com/edge_news.asp?etyn=1&ecan=197&epn=0
http://boardgamegeek.com/blogpost/24049/netrunner-spoilers
>Floor rules
https://www.fantasyflightgames.com/en/news/2015/9/24/install-new-security-measures/
>Official FAQ, Compendium on rulings, and common mistakes
http://www.fantasyflightgames.com/ffg_content/android-netrunner/support/FAQ/Android-Netrunner%20FAQ.pdf
http://ancur.wikia.com/wiki/Project_ANCUR_Wiki
https://www.reddit.com/r/Netrunner/comments/2f8qj8/netrunner_beginner_faq/
https://www.reddit.com/r/postalelf/comments/2sm1d2/welcome_to_netrunner/
>Netrunner Card List and Data Pack Details:
http://netrunnerdb.com/
>RIP onosendai.com
http://acoo.net
http://www.cardgamedb.com/index.php/netrunner/android-netrunner-card-spoilers
http://boardgamegeek.com/geeklist/147101/android-netrunner-lcg-setlists/
>Deckbuilding Resources:
http://netrunnerdb.com/
http://netrunner.meteor.com/
http://www.cardgamedb.com/index.php/netrunner/android-netrunner-deck-builder
http://www.littlechiba.com
http://acoo.net
>Articles and Blogs:
http://www.strangeassembly.com/tag/netrunner
http://netrunner-math.blogspot.ca/
http://teamcovenant.com/blog/category/netrunner-lcg/
http://stimhack.com/
http://www.cardgamedb.com/index.php/index.html/_/android-netrunner
>Podcasts/Videocasts:
http://boardgamegeek.com/geeklist/157566/android-netrunner-podcasts-metalist
https://www.youtube.com/user/ANRBadPublicity?feature=watch
Try "Why I run", great for prospective Runners looking for a hands-on demo on how Running works (replace the spaces by dots):
www nagnazul com/whyirun/whyirun.html
>What would you do to make Criminals relevant again?
I'm going to throw the question back.
What do you think makes Criminal "irrelevant"?
In a tight spot maybe since they can't brute-force their way through problems via cash the way they used to?
Losing the early-constant aggression edge when compared to Anarchs (which is only natural in the end since it *was* supposed to be the Anarch's province...)?
There's always something hyperbolic in the claims around cards and factions. I don't see all the doom and gloom about Crims myself, apart from the fact they thankfully aren't the powerhouse they used to be.
>>44359501
The general lack of recursion and decent breakers are not relevant now?
>>44360584
I'll give you recursion.
Decent breakers is debatable.
Either way I wouldn't say that is enough to make them "irrelevant" though.
