<span class="mu-i">And there came a day unlike any other... When Earth's mightiest heroes found themselves united against a common threat... </span>
<span class="mu-i">On that day, they became...</span> <span class="mu-s">The Avengers!</span>

Welcome to Avengers Quest. This is but one of many realities where the group known as The Avengers is formed... But the team's fate, and perhaps even the entire Earth's fate, will be decided by YOUR collective choices... But no matter what, they must stand together, or Earth will fall!

<span class="mu-s">This is a quest where you will give commands to a character, but with one simple caveat: You can ONLY move ONE character in your post until the next QM post. Nobody "owns" any of the player characters, anybody can play them until the next "turn", but always only one per post.</span>
Make sure to write which character you are choosing for in your post.

Now, before the adventure starts, choose <span class="mu-s">5 initial Avengers</span> from the 14 available. Vote for 5 in your post and the ones that repeat the most will be chosen. The first threat they face will also depend on this.
Note that the characters not chosen may appear later on anyway depending on how the story goes.
Now <span class="mu-s">SELECT YOUR AVENGERS!</span>
<span class="mu-s">IRON MAN</span>
<span class="mu-g">PROS: Armored hi-tech hero. Millionaire.</span> / <span class="mu-r">CONS: Weak under armor. Smarmy.</span>
<span class="mu-s">THOR</span>
<span class="mu-g">PROS: Norse God of Thunder. Wields Mjolnir.</span> / <span class="mu-r">CONS: Speaks weird. Exiled from Asgard.</span>
<span class="mu-s">THE HULK</span>
<span class="mu-g">PROS: Gamma-powered powerhouse. The strongest.</span> / <span class="mu-r">CONS: Struggles to contain his strength.</span>
<span class="mu-s">THE WASP</span>
<span class="mu-g">PROS: Bio-modified size-changing fashionista. Good leader.</span> / <span class="mu-r">CONS: Vulnerable when small.</span>
<span class="mu-s">ANT-MAN</span>
<span class="mu-g">PROS: Ant-commanding size-changing mad scientist.</span> / <span class="mu-r">CONS: Emotionally volatile. A bit crazy.</span>
<span class="mu-s">CAPTAIN AMERICA</span>
<span class="mu-g">PROS: Patriotic soldier of liberty. Indestructible shield.</span> / <span class="mu-r">CONS: Old fashioned and stubborn.</span>
<span class="mu-s">CAPTAIN MARVEL</span>
<span class="mu-g">PROS: Alien-tech-powered ex-pilot, high-flying heroine.</span> / <span class="mu-r">CONS: Brash and impulsive.</span>
<span class="mu-s">HAWKEYE</span>
<span class="mu-g">PROS: World's absolute best archer. Many gimmick arrows.</span> / <span class="mu-r">CONS: Deaf. No powers. Rude.</span>
<span class="mu-s">BLACK WIDOW</span>
<span class="mu-g">PROS: International woman of mystery super spy.</span> / <span class="mu-r">CONS: Shady past. Untrustworthy?</span>
<span class="mu-s">BLACK PANTHER</span>
<span class="mu-g">PROS: King of Wakanda powered by a magical herb.</span> / <span class="mu-r">CONS: Uptight. Kingly obligations.</span>
<span class="mu-s">CRYSTAL</span>
<span class="mu-g">PROS: Inhuman Princess with power over elements.</span> / <span class="mu-r">CONS: Young. Diplomatic obligations.</span>
<span class="mu-s">BLACK KNIGHT</span>
<span class="mu-g">PROS: Modern-day knight with a cursed sword.</span> / <span class="mu-r">CONS: Knight with a CURSED sword.</span>
<span class="mu-s">TIGRA</span>
<span class="mu-g">PROS: Feline powers. Mutated, strong as a tiger.</span> / <span class="mu-r">CONS: Vulnerable to sensory attacks.</span>
<span class="mu-s">MOON KNIGHT</span>
<span class="mu-g">PROS: Servant to a mad Moon God. Ex-Merc.</span> / <span class="mu-r">CONS: Kinda crazy. Weaker during the day.</span>

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>You are Son Peppa, Son Gohan, and Izumi Mahogany, children of Earth’s heroes, Maple, Goku, Acer, and Chi-chi

>“Canon” has taken a radical shift from the series’ norm, you’re just one part of it, and things could go even further off the rails from here

>Mechanics and character details in the pastebins here:

Peppa: https://pastebin.com/zKv0PE9j

Gohan: https://pastebin.com/BgLug38n

Izumi: https://pastebin.com/wiKgqAi5

>Let’s all try to have some fun, ok?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sj5PGIqnaFs

Last time, on Dragon Ball Tuffle Quest Kai! Peppa finished up her Spirit Control training with Pybara and went to a Winter formal with Cocoa, while Izzy managed to finish the spell prep to rescue one of the displaced heroes! With the Time Patrol’s assistance, three teams were set up to rescue Chiaotzu, Shin, and Tien, with Izzy, Gohan, and Peppa joining the respective teams for each. Izzy, 19, 16, Chuu Lee, Raditz, Sala, and Hado all join up to rescue Chiaotzu, finding him him displaced all the way to a universe ruled and managed by powerful planetary Kami in elevated positions calling themselves “Archons” and opposed by the powerful warrior Hearts, who had been training Chiaotzu since finding him!

Teaming up with Hearts and defeating one of them while subduing and even convincing another, Zelos, to ease from his tyrannical path and join the fight against the others. Finally, in planning a move against the leader of the Archons, Yalbadoth, the group recruits the deceased son of the man, Ryuuno, in an effort to bolster their forces against him! However, Izzy caught on to something not being right with Hado, finding a being called the Promethean Chronicler taking up residence in his mind… and ready to offer him a deal. Will Izzy and co. manage to defeat Yalbadoth and bring Chiaotzu back home? What of Gohan and Peppa’s teams? Good luck, Izzy! Good luck, Gohan! Good luck, Peppa!

You are a Cutémon!

You are one of the rarest types of mon: a mon that looks like a cute human girl!

Like all mons, you gain energy by fighting and defeating other mons. Your trainer is the human boy Joe Apple of Patina.

Prologue.
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You are Nathan Drake. An ordinary person. Ordinary looks, ordinary life. At least, you think so, because you can’t remember.

No, not that Nathan Drake from the video games. You’re from Earth, so you know the reference.

You can’t remember anything else. As you open your eyes, you find yourself lying on the grass. You’re in the middle of a forest. The sun mercilessly shines over your face, prompting you to get up. It must be around midday.

How unlucky. You can’t remember anything, and you don’t know where you are.

Where are you? You look around. Tall aspens with white bark and golden leaves tower over you. And though the sky still looks like it’s summertime, you wager it must be fall, since the leaves have already turned.

You feel thirsty. Instinctively, you get up and start walking. One direction leads deeper into the woods. The other, towards a clearing. A way out of the forest, heading into an open area. As you’re still a bit disoriented, you can’t be sure of your location.

You start looking yourself over. You’re wearing a pair of jeans, sneakers and a shirt. Nothing out of the ordinary. An odd thing occurs to you however… but before you can figure out exactly what it is, a voice interrupts you.

“Hey you!”

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==The following quest is a work of fiction. Any and all similarities to characters, groups or entities in real life are purely *laughs* coincidental.==

==Rules==
This will be a lighthearted Quest inspired by video games/movies, and classic choose-your-own adventure novels…
Note: The quest may move rapidly at the beginning, and during certain times. However, I’ll give major events and choices at least half a day to a day or so, so everyone can throw their vote in.
RNG will be kept to a minimum. Players need only to worry about a few things. One mechanic is Luck. Sometimes, the players will be given choices to either test their luck in a given situation or not. You will learn more about this eventually.
The choice with the most support is taken.
Some events have an opportunity for write-ins. The write-in with the most support is taken.
Some events with write-ins, players can write their own dialogue ideas (asking questions, actions, observations, reactions.)
Warning: May contain violence, explicit language, suggestive themes.
Enjoy.
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>Previous Thread
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Previously on Alola Quest, Amon G. Sus, trainer extraordinaire, and homeless boy gifted with a 60 day all expenses paid vacation, found himself in a mock Totem Battle against Totem Ribombee! It's Blissey Partner hit the field. Can your Croagunk defeat such an impossible foe?
Croagunk managed to make more of a glancing blow to Blissey but it still hurt. The two back off away from Croagunk and give Croagunk another opportunity to strike. If he's quick.

>Blissey 12/15 hp
>Ribombee 16/20 hp

>What next?

Your name is Johan, a taxi driver that unfortunately attracted the strange and bizarre. And you were currently on a date. Or what may as well be one.

A certain playful and mischievous mime, whom you happened to meet by chance a couple of days ago in a carnival, was sitting on a chair close to your own, you were both on a table for two. Her name is Mimi. The two of you seemed to bond well, despite not knowing each other for long. This may not be much of a surprise, considering you escaped a fiery inferno with her.

<span class="mu-g">"Johan?"</span>

And yet, here your mind strangely wandered. It went to the past, one perhaps not too far away. You recalled a melancholy smile that greeted you, a woman with golden hair, and a box filled with ammunition.

<span class="mu-g">"Johan!"</span> a hand's waving calls you back to reality. You stare at a fair skinned young woman, two green eyes stare back at you with some concern. A frown adorns her thin lips.

"My apologies," you said "I must've been lost in thought."

It was a bad habit of yours to do that. You hoped it didn't mean anything serious. <span class="mu-g">Perhaps you should start eating more</span>...

You both smile at each other, and she giggles silently. A thought emerged--why did she tend to be so quiet? She was energetic in basically all other things.

You push the thought aside as you dig into your mean. The food was, some cinnamon bagels and coffee, quite nice. The coffee in particular was spectacular, the aftertaste didn't leave much to waste. Much better than that sandwich from earlier. <span class="mu-b">Did she not consume your uneaten half of it? A rather rude act.</span> <span class="mu-r">Then again you did begin eating without her, no?</span> <span class="mu-g">Nonetheless, it seemed like she didn't have many qualms about sharing food and eating before others arrived.</span>

A pleasant silence befalls you both. You think about something to talk with her about.

>"So, you work here part-time?" A relatively safe topic.
>"I've noticed you're pretty dedicated to being a mime. What got you into it?" You could get a better look into her personality this way.
>"How are you feeling?" She looks fine today, but last you saw her her eyes seemed tired and sad about the place she pantomimed in going up in flames.
>Write-in.

The Void is infinite. It is perfect Entropy, bringing an end to all eventualities.

Chaos and Order, Time and Space, Life and Death. All are extinguished.

Inside its vastness, there's no possibility of anything existing. Yet...

Sometimes, something does.

A new bubble has emerged. In its paradoxical, protective shell, a new reality is taking shape.

You are one of its shapers. Most would call you a god and most would be correct. The power to create or destroy is yours to use as you see fit. Just remember, the bubble is more fragile than it seems, and for all of your differences, you and your fellow gods are an existential family.

>God Sheet
>Name: Your chosen identity. This can be anything, including a title or nothing, but nicknames from others are likely.
>Visage: Your chosen physical form. This has no effect besides first impressions.
>Goal: Your plans for this reality. While this also has no direct effect, it's probably important to you.
>Domains: The concepts you have control over. Choose 1-5. They, too, can be anything. The more you have, the thinner spread you'll be.

It's been too long since a god game and I figure New Year's is as good a time as any to start a new one! There will be some crunch but not much. Major Updates will be weekly. I'll be accepting gods until Saturday. This should be fun to see.

Last time, you and your hobos (+ Crossbill) played the King’s Game together and it went as well as one could wish. So well that everything developed into <span class="mu-i">interesting</span> activities of the lovey-dovey variety. The result of a man out of control meeting with some wild gals who want to have all types of fun.

It’s deep into the night, these <span class="mu-i">activities</span> are time-consuming and can take a toll on you. But after drinking that special Calamity Cola, you aren’t *that* tired. You’re pretty sure if your eyelids high-five and you continue cuddling with the redhead next to you, you’ll be able to sleep soundly. But if you want to go back to the living room to cause more mayhem, well, the night is young enough. Crossbill might still be up!

Ruby is happily sleeping on your bed (You two cleaned it), she looks like the happiest woman on the face of the earth as her dreams can barely match the reality she experienced. You’re exaggerating, but it makes your heart skip when you see her smile like this — even with her eyes closed.

To go or not to go…

…

Either way, you can’t help but think that it is good to be alive!

<span class="mu-s">What do you do?</span>

>Get comfy. Cuddle with the woman you love, and sleep.
>Kiss the redhead’s forehead, and walk out of the room. Back to the living room with your bestie.
>Write In.

Your name is <span class="mu-s">Cheryl Elmore</span>. You are a Peace Keeper of <span class="mu-s">Panopolis</span>, stationed on <span class="mu-s">level 4</span>, the monetary and human-resource capital of the city, and currently you do not know what to do.

Before you, a man is using his body to keep an older woman cornered. He mentioned some money she owes his “organization”, and then using his straight razor, pantomiming shaving motions on his face, saying what a shame it would be if he slipped and cut her face.

<span class="mu-r">“It would be just like that- whoops! Whoops! Unless you got that money we talked about, maybe I'd be a bit more careful, <span class="mu-i">capisce</span>?”</span>

Is he attacking her? Is this a threat? He isn't directly causing harm but... that poor woman! Your training did not cover this, didn't cover most of the stuff you're dealing with on level 4. Criminal families, extortion, and organized violence. It's nothing like punk culture on Level 5...

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Ilvermorny Quest continues!

Last time, the girls made it to America, got a cool car, started making friends, got in fights with big spiders, discovered a disconcerting fact of their ancestry, and send three guys to the hospital!

Rules and character sheet: https://rentry.co/uoq4puv3

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

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

--

Herbology was taught… well with a name like Lief, you didn’t really expect a black fellow. Half black?

Whatever.

An older black looking guy with a shiny bald head, aside from a bit of iron colored hair kept short around the sides.

“Hello students. Another beautiful day to get some time outside! Today? We will be looking at the plant used for patients having trouble feeding themselves, and also makes for some good elote once you take the teeth out; Macerating Maize. Blonde British girls! You missed class before; did you do your reading?”

“Yeah… yes sir.”

“Good, since you and that mirror image will be demonstrating how to pick these things, after a quick example by myself, after our lecture; be sure to wear your gloves.”

“Ah. Excellent. Corn with teeth. Fantastic.”

--

After a short lecture, you were out in the fields with the older black man showing you and the rest of the class a small patch of… well it just looked like corn up until he brought up a small stick and had the tip of it bitten off by a set of white kernels that were suddenly there after the green leaves that covered up the maize opened up.

Why did every thing in America have fangs?! Even some of the rabbits did!

Following a quick demonstration of how to grab the corn silk to paralyze the things, the Professor set you and the rest of the class to work harvesting them.

Emmy… she ended up discovering a different way to get the cobs off the stalk when she got her finger bitten and punched the offending maize hard enough it went flying across the garden.

Alright… maybe doing this high and coked up was not the greatest idea.

Regardless, you only got nipped once when you and Aubrey worked together to get a few cobs… she had obviously done this before.

Did she really take summer classes just to be with her friends? Perform her prefect duties? Keep an eye on Travis? She… she sounded lonely when you thought of it that way.

“Doing okay, Jenn? I don’t know if they have these over in Bongland.”

“Better than my sister. And no; never studied these before. You have, right?”

“Yep! A lot of the summer stuff is remedial or extra practice. Been picking these since first year.”

“Then why do you do it? You know all this stuff already.”