>OOC: Been incrediably sick so, sorry. As long as I get the votes will try to post more and shorten them some. Thank everyone sticking with it through my IRL shit.


Archive link: https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Ilvermorny%20Quest

Non-canon lewd-fic: https://rentry.co/4iehi5w8

The time Emily got banned from the internet: https://rentry.co/68e94bro

What-if which may end up canon: https://rentry.co/d7qyhmm6

New character sheet: Working on it... numerous new bonuses and items b/c I am dumb

Old sheet: https://rentry.co/7obcbksu

I will go through the last few threads and sheets to make sure I have the bonuses right; they should be coming a lot slower now. Just assume the girls are very fricking deadly when it is life or death if they are geared up and prepped.



You're Jennifer "Jenn" Sanders, proud Thunderbird Witch, twin sister to Emily Sanders. Adoptive sister to several other people. Currently you and your Coven are on the trail of your ancestor, Lord Salazar Slytherin's powerful wand, to keep it from the clutches of Evil, stop one catastrophe, and mitigate another. You were the last true Seer for a time, a 16-year-old part-Veela girl way over your head.

You have begun collecting allies, training the young ones to survive. One of those allies, your adoptive sister, Aubrey Thompson? A girl with some schizophrenia, ADHD, delusions, and enough guns, Magic, and training to take over a small country revealed that she believed something. Namely?

That you, Em, your genius, slightly autistic "sister," Macy Wright, and "big brother" David Adams were Angels; Guardian Angels, capital 'A' Angels. Together, you decided to just let her think what she needed to.

You trained some kids and an older crippled girl who hated you but whom you had declared was your sister too. Gave out gifts. Taught a cute girl to be brave and kiss so she could ask out a boy she loved.

Made lighting your bitch, but had your ears and eyes change from using the shard of your soul put back in wrong, named Jenny to do it. Met 'Brey's uncle, Fox, the greatest thief in the world and new staff member.

Began to befriend an outgoing girl in your House named Trish who introduced you to the school's priestess, a woman armed for a crusade and with enough medals, Muggle and Magical, to make Audie Murphy blush. Had her explain some about Enchanting, the school, and an odd cat who seemingly had been around for more than 200 years and was also a preacher... somehow.

At the end? The tall, kind vestal passed on some artifacts for you and Em, including a sawed-off shotgun and magic sword; others you would know where they belonged.

Decided America was both mad and amazing as you passed on a huge Enchanted Desert Eagle to 'Brey and a long, Magic dagger to Macy.

And now...it was time to read a mysterious scroll, go to a guest lecture, and see your young apprentice Michah Mason blow people out at Magic exploding ball rugby.

<span class="mu-s">CRACK</span>

The bones of the kneeling man give way as a primal scream escapes his lips, the sack covering his head only provides enough of a barrier to marginally lower the volume of his shrieking.

The crowd watching this brutal execution jeers at the man, "MURDERER", "C'MON LAD, PUT YOUR BACK INTO THE SWING", and other words of mockery slip from the mouths of the audience. The executioner, a large and burly man covered from head to toe in black garments, wields a nearly inhumanely long and heavy looking club. Each swing of it brutalizing the man in what is an increasingly barbaric display of punishment.

"Bastards.." you catch a barely audible whisper coming from what may be a woman behind you.

That's right.. you're not far off from being in the mans shoes ahead of you. Unsure of your bearings or whatever village they've transported you to due to your own coverings over your head, the only sure thing is you deserve to be here by all equal rights and measure. No matter what hole they put you in, no matter how long you were in there for, temptation overcame you.

<span class="mu-s">CRASH</span>

The sound of the poorly constructed floorboards give way and the crowd cheers, everyone waiting in line with you in the back is splattered by something.

"DID YA SEE THAT THERE? BATTERED THAT FUCKERS HEAD CLEAN OFF E' DID!" A particularly excited man shouts from out front the display.

You feel a rough hand grab your arm as it <span class="mu-r">tugs aggressively</span> causing you to yelp in pain, the wound in it from your previous capture not yet fully healed. Looks like you're next for whatever is coming, no tears fall from your eyes, you lay your sights on nothing but the burlap sack covering your head, your vision obscured by the bag.

In these final few moments you close your eyes, visions of the past slowly trickle forth from both before your criminal acts and after. You sigh and try to contain the fear of certain death coming your way, that is until an <span class="mu-r">overwhelmingly sharp pain in your head</span> throttles itself into the forefront of your thoughts. You scream before anything even happens and drop fully onto the floor like an infant.

No, you can't accept this.. to just lay down and die like this? You won't let these bastards make a display out of you.

<span class="mu-b">All the pain in your body suddenly goes away!</span> You stand, despite the efforts of the executioners help trying to keep you down on your knees, you stand defiant before them as an unknown burst of strength takes hostage over you.

The crowd murmurs amongst themselves in confusion, you hear the executioner wasting no time and rapidly approaching you on the stage.

"Oyo... what's that freak doing there now?" A confused man in the crowd says.

From behind the bag hiding your face, you smile. "Oh, but I'm not just any freak.." you start talking back, "I'm.."

>Monte Hilderbrund, The Werewolf of Viscan

>Kiku Minatori, Siren of The Foreign Lands

>Graveth Hastings, The Immortal Butcher

Welcome to /qtg/, a place to talk about quests.

Previous thread
>>6308657

>What is a quest?
An interactive story in which a Quest Master (QM) writes and provides the readers with options on how to proceed — similar to a choose-your-own-adventure book or an old text adventure.

Questionably Useful links:
>QTG discord: https://discord.gg/dZavHuK
>Skirmish discord: https://discord.com/invite/DZCVvVU
>Evo Game discord: https://discord.gg/xGZAX9tAvx
>Old pastebin containing advice for QMs:
https://pastebin.com/Z78p8gXf
Badly in need of renovation.

>Archiving guide:
Go to http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/requestqstinterface.html
Fill out the request form to archive a thread.
Threads are also automatically archived by other websites, such as archived.moe.

>Formatting guide:
Only the thread's OP can format. Note that should the OP change ID, they will lose this ability as well.
Remove the spaces between the [] brackets and the letters:
Bold: <span class="mu-s">text</span>
Italics: <span class="mu-i">text</span>
Red: [ red ] <span class="mu-r">text</span> [ /red ]
Blue: [ blue ] <span class="mu-g">text</span> [ /blue ]
Green: [ green] <span class="mu-b">text</span> [ /green ]

>Formatting guide for everyone:
Dice (type this in “options”): dice + [no. of dice]d[no. of sides on the dice] (optionally you can add modifiers: dice + [no. of dice]d[no. of sides on the dice]+[modifier]; for a negative modifier type: +-[modifier]

Examples: dice+1d100 = a 1d100 roll, dice+1d100+10 = a 1d100 roll with a +10 modifier.

Spoiler: spoiler or by pressing alt+s in-thread (doesn't work in OP)

>QM Question:
How in-depth do you plan? Of course no plan survives first contact with the enemy, but how many plot beats do you try to have? Do you have an ending in mind?

>Player Question:
How do you feel when a quests ends? Be it naturally or unnaturally (flaked/cancelled). Have you ever been compelled to continue a dead quest? Did you? If not, why?

>General Question:
How many quests have you seen finish properly? Do you wish more QMs showed restraint and did more self-contained stories, or do you prefer quests that just keep going so you don't have to stop reading them?

>Lurker Question:
There is no question, vote.

>Miscellaneous Question:
Hypothetically, if there was a /qst/ board secret Santa like some of the other boards have, would you participate?

With the Tournament of Power brought to a close, the Seventh Universe has emerged triumphant once more. Led by the Saiyan warriors, the Seventh's victory was secured. And with the wish on the Super Dragon Balls used to restore the other universes that were eliminated and erased, the final hidden trial was passed, and all eight of the universes up for elimination were allowed to remain. Yet, even with this victory, peace doesn't last in the Seventh Universe for long. As old hatreds rise and long-buried grudges resurface, will you have what it takes to keep everything you've worked the last 28 years of your life to build? Or will those who seek your end ultimately triumph? That all depends on you, and your choices.

You the players will (most often) control Karn. A Saiyan man who has grown from his lowly beginnings as a mid-tier Saiyan Brawler with a sub-3000 powerlevel in Age 733 to become not only the strongest Saiyan of his time at AGE 759, but also personal friend to the former emperor Lord Freeza, father to over a dozen powerful and unique children, a mentor and teacher to his fellow Saiyans, and the indisputable winner of the Tournament of Power. Wielder of the Berserker Soul, and the powerful Stand Divine Dragon Force, you're fully equipped to handle any threat that comes your way. But what will you do when the threats aren't always physical, when you can't simply punch all your problems away?

Character sheets and other info:
https://controlc.com/46ec566d
https://pastebin.com/u/GrandDragonQM
Archive:
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?searchall=Saiyan+Conqueror+Quest
Help fund quest art commissions and get exclusive side stories as well as artwork by joining the patreon for only $1/month at https://www.patreon.com/GrandDragonQM

Quest rules are as follows(unless otherwise noted):
>30 minute vote times
>Pick ONLY ONE option when voting
>Dice rolls are all best of three correctly-rolled dice
>At ten minutes past your previous roll, and there are not yet enough rolls, you may roll an additional roll
>Crits are 100 on a d100
>99s or paired rolls may net you extra bonuses
>Crit fails are a 1/100 with no passing rolls, or if two 1s are rolled regardless of the third
>Write-ins are both allowed and encouraged, but OOC options will be ignored
>If your goal is simply to troll, at least put in enough effort to make it funny
>Have fun

SCQ will usually start on Saturdays at noon Eastern Standard Time, and run throughout the weekend. Also, for updates or schedule changes you can also find me on twitter @GrandDragonQM, which I keep as up to date with any scheduling changes.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HUT0uwSLQ3I


<span class="mu-s">SINISTER SCHEMES</span>

Nine years ago King Aiden Perenolde betrayed the Alliance and sided with the Horde of Orgrim Doomhammer. Nine years ago Prince Alric Perenolde, the second heir of Alterac was sent into exile for his own protection. This exile turned permanent and Captain Normand Garside, your guardian for the past nine years made sure that you were safe and learned the useful skills that would help you in the future.

Now you are ready to carry the responsibility and unite the scattered Alteraci people and reclaim the lands that were once the Kingdom of Alterac.

Politely saying everything had gone to shit. King Varian in his melancholy and delusion had arrested Prince Alric for what he saw in Alric's part in Lady Katrana Prestor's attempt to wrestle the control of the Kingdom of Stormwind to herself. In reality Alric had been the voice of reason and tried to negotiate a peaceful solution to all this.

What had followed was a swift counter-coup and Malevus found herself being chased by a bunch of thugs wearing the King's tabards. Danger, intrigue and diplomacy filled her days as she was steadfast in her mission to rescue Alric.

And now she is on her way to the Stormwind Keep, into the Lion's Den to rescue the man she loves so much.


Welcome to Alterac Resurgent Quest!

…

Twitter: https://twitter.com/MedivhQM
/qst/ Archive: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Alterac%20Resurgent%20Quest
Prince Alric Stats: https://pastebin.com/rysxdRsv
Quest Mechanisms: https://pastebin.com/CyD88qqf
Character List: https://pastebin.com/FkYd6wkJ
Side Character Stats: https://pastebin.com/aRfyksUG

Kattleya wakes up in her humble abode, a floating house in the ocean city of Nereida, with the sound of her entrance bell echoing through the wind.

"Kaaaat!" she hears a youthful voice calling for her as she yawns and walks through the house, scratching her belly with one hand as she opens the door with the other, and she's confronted with three of the local children, their faces morphed into pleading full with pouting lips and teary eyes.

"Mister Furball Two is missing again! Can you help him pleeeeease?" one girl asks, and Kat smiles as she feels her magic waking up alongside her mind. She's a Witch, a Cat Witch, and it's her job to deal with the town's problems. But first...

>"Sure, kiddos! Where have you seen him last?" (Kat is altruistic and genuinely a good person, and will help people in need to the best of her abilities just for the sake of it)

>"You guys can pay?" (Kat is opportunistic and lazy, and normally only bothers herself with things if rewards are involved)

>"He's a cat, he'll come back when he feels like it. Now, shoo!" (Kat is apathetic and antisocial, and doesn't like to bother with other people, more interested in her research — napping)

>PLEASE REVIEW THE GUIDEBOOK
Slow down, relax, and take a moment to review the guidebook so you don’t die so easily. I’m strict on formatting. This is still a work in progress, and I have spent many hours perfecting the experience. Please note that things may change in the future to ensure better gameplay.

***DO NOT REPLY QUESTIONING RESULTS!***

GUIDEBOOK:https://docs.google.com/document/d/1m5gatiDIF8GOsaSLYmn_NUIHqsucP5dfOdLmv4HkUhw/edit?usp=sharing

INTRODUCTION
4’Chan’A’Ka is a minimalist Turn-Based Voice & Visual Role-Playing Game (TBVVRPG) designed for those who yearn for tabletop RPG adventures—but lack the time, friends, or freedom to gather around the table.

ATMOSPHERIC THEME
“Life too brittle, hope too thin,
Few survive, fewer win.
Stats are low, the end is near,
Death too close, always a fear.
Then loud thunder crashes the sky,
As the Translock's laugh causes all to cry.”

This short poem sets the tone of the game world; harsh, unforgiving, and brutal. Players will navigate a daunting, hellish world through eerie scene imagery, rhyming narrations, with choice driven encounters. Every decision, death edges closer, eager to seal your inevitable doom.

GAMEPLAY LOOP
This is a game of choices, risks, and imagination played via the 4chan /qst/ board.
Locate the "DM: START" post: The DM provides scene imagery, enemy stats, voice dialog (URL), a rhyming riddle, and three encounters to choose from.


Reply & Roll: Respond with your encounter, with a 1d20 roll (dice 1d20), and your updated Character Sheet.


The Wait: The DM resolves all encounters in a "DM: RESULTS" post after 24 hours.


CHARACTER SHEET TEMPLATE

Lv0 = 0 STR + 0 CRA
LP 3 - Name | Race/Gender
Short description of 4’Chan’A’Ka character lore and 1 key personality trait.
Ability: NA

Main Hand: NA
Off Hand: NA
Armor: NA | NA | NA
Bag: NA | NA
0G

>Simple: Encounter?
"RP script related to chosen encounter.”

Note: It’s encouraged that you add custom character pictures to help push more immersion and identity to your character each time you reply to an encounter.


LORE
Below are voice narration links to the lore of 4'Chan'A'Ka.

The Realm Of Inner-4chan
https://files.catbox.moe/y56qvr.mp3

The Region of 4'Chan'A'Ka
https://files.catbox.moe/hyxlw5.mp3

Curse of The Ruling Translock
https://files.catbox.moe/f33fcp.mp3

Whispers Of The Tranlock's Abyss
https://files.catbox.moe/2rv8iu.mp3

Ilvermorny Quest returns after IRL issues! More cute Witches with guns, a destiny, and violence in abundance!


OOC: I have been having health issues as well as family health ones. I am sorry. This is not dead, and during the time I felt okay, I ended up with a mega update. Will try to get back to 2-3 smaller updates a week depending on player count.

I am doing a rentry for the opening recap, so I don't need two separate posts for it.


Recap: https://rentry.co/dtibhta7


Archive link: https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?searchall=ilvermorny


>Non-canon lewd-fic: https://rentry.co/4iehi5w8


>The time Emily got banned from the internet: https://rentry.co/68e94bro


>What-if which may end up canon: https://rentry.co/d7qyhmm6


>New character sheet: https://rentry.co/rkzzoee5


To HeadQM? The epilogue was very nice if yu are reading this. To Kektus, I need to see if a new thread is up for your game since I haven't been here in a couple of weeks; keep up the good work! Thank anyone still checking this out. And to the rest? Feel free to vote some of these up. Getting to green for thread one made my night, lol.


So? Let's rock and Magic!

Why does no one react to her?

I was just calmly sitting by the campus fountain, when I saw a young woman walking around. She frequently kept looking around, her arms tightly crossed and firmly pressed against her chest. Even from here I could tell that she was cold, which wasn’t surprising given the fact that she was nude. At first I thought that it was a dare of some kind, but then I saw that no one even acknowledged her presence. I could’ve believed that some people would ignore her, but it made no sense that this many people would ignore her on a place as crowded as here.

I saw her walking up to a girl intensely reading her textbook, as she put her hand between the reader and the text.

No reaction.

She jumped in front of two guys, wildly waving her arms to attract their attention.

No reaction.

She boldly stepped behind a college professor and whispered something in her ear.

A reaction at last, one that both surprised the professor and scared the woman. The young lady almost shrunk into herself while grabbing the skin just below her throat, while the professor only kept looking around to find the origin of the whispering.

What was going on here? Why did no one see her? Does she even exist, or am I hallucinating? I had to know. I just had to. I slowly walked behind, with every step my heart started beating faster and faster. I reached my hand outward, and without thinking about it I just grabbed her shoulder. What followed was a loud shriek, several confused faces looking at me, and one mortified face watching around herself.

“Oh crap, you know where I am?!” The young woman softly spoke, while hiding her nude form.

“W-well, yeah. I’ve seen you for a little while already.”

“You’ve SEEN me?!” She almost yelled. “Shit, can everyone see me?!”

“I don’t think so, I believe I might be the only one.” I noticed that others were starting to stare in our direction, so I cupped my ear. “Sorry, my volume was a bit loud.” I said to the onlookers, who started to lose interest.

“Can we continue this talk somewhere private?” Asked the girl, although it sounded more like a command.