The scent of burning timber, the smell of burning iron. The traitorous scent of rebellion steep within the night air. The acolytes warned them to pay tribute, and make way for your arrival. But it seems this backwater village, Trenton... It knows not its place in the world.
The wind bristles through your plumage, tickling you, as you can hardly contain an overwhelming glee. It is oft considered a waste of labor to devour the apes. Poorly sporting. But tonight is different. As the wintery breath of decay looms on your breath ready to melt death upon them, you wonder if complete annihilation would be perhaps too uncharitable? You can see every moving deer in the forest, every bear, and wolf so tiny, you could snatch and eat them all, but nay they are but trifling morsels.
As you loom above Trenton, you see the log walls, dotted with archers along its battlements. The town beyond though muchly unguarded and sleeping. --- ---
1) Breathe the white breath of decay along the walls and lay death upon them, wreak devastation the likes of which will live on in their hearts for the rest of their tiny trembling lives
2) Infiltrate as a human, and meet with the arrogant leader of Trenton, all the better to catch them unawares, and learn greater of their treacherous deeds.
The throne room shakes with the sound of collapsing stone. Smoke billows through shattered windows. Screams echo from below as the undead breach the final gates. You stand beside your father—the last King of the Ancient Flame—his silver beard stained with blood, his armor scorched, yet his eyes burning with defiance.
Behind you, the court magician’s lifeless body lies crumpled before the glowing portal he conjured. The magic surges violently, wild and unstable. Sparks crackle across the arch as if the heavens themselves resist this desperate escape.
Your father turns to you, grim and proud. "I’ll hold them back with the last of my knights. My daughter, our legacy must live on. Go through the portal into another world, take our people, our hope—take the seed of our flame. The prophecy says only one of our line can stop the Lich King forever. It must be you."
His voice lowers. "Choose wisely who you take. The portal will seal forever after the hundredth soul passes through."
You hesitate only for a breath, then turn to the frightened crowd gathered behind you in the war-scarred hall—Courtiers with their silks stained in soot, Scribes clutching scrolls, wide-eyed Pages no older than twelve, weary Servants, and hardened Tradespeople who once filled the castle with goods and crafts.
The future of your people—of the world—now rests in your hands.
Choose who to take with you. You may bring up to 99 others.
State how many Courtiers you will bring (nobles, advisors, high-born figures), how many Scribes (keepers of knowledge, historians, magicians-in-training), how many Pages (youthful attendants, potential squires or apprentices), how many Servants (cooks, cleaners, caretakers), and how many Tradespeople (blacksmiths, carpenters, farmers, hunters, and other skilled workers). If you wish, specify the gender of each group.
The cinders of <span class="mu-s">Arkanar</span>'s civil war were never truly frozen, they smoldered beneath a treaty paper sealed with blood. Now stoked by radical ideals, political ambitions, and old grudges, the flames of war blaze anew.
For years, the northern <span class="mu-s">Free Republic</span> covertly rallied armies and amassed resources in preparation for a war that could span generations. This was no desperate rebellion of defiant guerrillas from decades past, but a well-organized military campaign that will unify the fractured land of Arkanar and purge the existence of the <span class="mu-s">Imperial State</span> to the south.
The Imperial military, having grown complacent after their previous victories over the Free Republic and the years of peace that followed, have been caught unprepared. Spread thin over the demarcation line, the Imperials struggle to mount a coherent defense against the northern invasion. For every piece of land lost, their morale is chipped away, turning past triumphs into distant memories.
To prevent a wider regional collapse, the IUN has called for intervention through the deployment of an Osean and Erusean-led multinational task force, to assist the Imperial State of Arkanar in achieving a swift end to the war with the hopes of containing the conflict from spilling beyond Arkanar's borders before it can become a continental catastrophe.
You are Captain <span class="mu-s">Adele "Chaos" Farrington</span>, a Erusean Navy pilot and veteran of the Lighthouse War. Stationed aboard the IUN Peacekeeping Force submersible aviation cruiser OFS *Nautilus*, you serve as the flight lead of its premier fighter unit, the <span class="mu-s">Fairy Squadron</span>.
The skies await for your sortie, <span class="mu-s">Fairy 1</span>.
It has been 7 years since the end of the One Year War, and an era of relative pass has come and gone as the smoldets of war are slowly returning to full hearted flames. The brutality and terror of the organization known as the Titans have failed to cow the growing resentment of the Spacenoids, only inflating their desire for independence from their tyranny and the Federations apathy.
This has lead to the formation of the AEUG, or the Anti-Earth Union Group in opposition to the Titans with the goal of defeating them and reforming the Earth Federation government. Supported by the Moon, several wealthy politicians and businessmen, along with the all too critical support of the Spacenoids. They go about gathering pilots from the colonies as they develop new mobile suits in preparation for the day they enter open hostilities with the Titans, an eventuality if they ever had the will to achieve their goals.
It is in an black operation that would see your destiny changed forever. But an ordinary teenager, we must determine your place in this altered reality, and the powers you now possess.
>You are an Newtype: But how strong? - Weak(Unable to use Psycommu) - Average(Standard ordinary Newtype) - Strong(Char/Amuro Tier) - Powerful(Kamille/Judo Tier)
>Your place in this new world? - Who's Kamille? (You replace Kamille, taking his life and place in the setting) - My Best Friend Has A Girl's Name(You are born as an ordinary teenager, and the childhood best friend of Kamille alongside Fa.)
With the majority of the Seventh Universe united under the banner of the PTO, Emperor Cooler at its head, the universe has known a time of unrivaled peace. But in the shadows threats have been growing, nursing grudges against the PTO and the Saiyan race in particular. And now those threats are rising, stepping out of the shadows to openly challenge the established order. Seeking nothing short of the destruction of New Salda and the extinction of the entire Saiyan race, can you prevent this outcome? Or will the Saiyan race be reduced to nothing more than memories, their heroes nothing more than ink in the pages of the history books?
You the players will (most often) control Karn; wielder of the mighty Berserker Soul and hope of the entire PTO, not only the Saiyan race. From his lowly beginnings as a Saiyan Brawler with a sub-3000 powerlevel in Age 733, only a few years into his time as a member of the PTO, he has grown in power and skill, overcoming the world-ending threats that have come for the Saiyans to become the strongest Saiyan of his time at AGE 759. From the massive Covenant empire to demonic incursions, mad cultists to vengeful gods, none have been strong or clever enough to put down Karn for good. But will one man's power be enough to protect everyone from the rising threats? Or will death come from those who you least expect it from? Your choices may mean the difference between survival and extinction, so choose carefully.
Quest rules are as follows(unless otherwise noted): >30 minute vote times >Pick ONLY ONE option when voting >Dice rolls are all best of first three correctly-rolled dice >One dice roll per person per post unless three players have not yet rolled, and ten minutes has passed since your previous roll >Crits are 100 on a d100(a 99 or paired rolls may net you an extra bonus) >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 find me on twitter @GrandDragonQM, which I keep as up to date with any scheduling changes as soon as possible.
4chanik Quest Adventure is a chat-turn-based Dungeon crawler and open world adventure quest simulator that's similar to D&D and other games. Each board post can be a different world but ultimately revolves around some sort chat-turn-based experience.
How to Play: Anyone can play 4chanik. Always reply with your Character Sheet and the specific image that relates to your current adventure. Any player can start. Simply reply to any previous image and message and begin there.
Death: Players can restart anytime after death. Simply reply to which image you want to start from.
Izumi’s group led the charge against the Archons lording over Universe 8 with an iron fist, finally taking on their leader Yalbadoth. After an intense battle, and briefly managing to harness the power of Destruction by having the Sword of Braves accept its darkness, Izzy and son of the tyrant, Ryuno, delivered the final blow brought him down! With the matters settled and Chiaotzu ready to return home, an invitation was also given to Hearts to come with them, though as he still had some mess to clean up, he had to take a rain check on that idea.
Over with Peppa, her team worked with Beelzebub in infiltrating Majin Ozotto’s palace to rescue not just Tien, but many other demons that had been apprehended for failing to show enough loyalty to the resurgent Dabura. Peppa and Shun Shun manage to pull off the rescue operation as others draw away the Demon Realm’s forces, with Peppa further uncovering, and promptly ruining, Ozotto’s stolen Hakkero. With Tien and the others rescued, Peppa’s group also helped train up Beelzebub’s gang a bit for any future fights against Dabura and Towa.
Finally, Gohan’s group got assistance from the Time Patrol, seeking out not just the Supreme Kai, but also other displaced figures from a devastated and near-barren timeline, namely a boy cursed by a fox spirit named Kajika and an unknown Saiyan girl. Finding Shin and Kajika already working together in Hell, Gohan is able to win a rock-off against a bunch of Demons seeking shards of Janemba, allowing the Muramasa to absorb them to gain new power. After an encounter with an Android made in the image of Bulma’s son, Gohan’s group then faced off with the reptilian Demon Alizarin for another Janemba shard (and an ominous Dragon Ball) and finally a warrior made of Slime monsters and Janemba’s shards declaring itself “Nemesis,” with the Android Null dealing the final blow against the latter.
What awaits our heroes next in this grand finale of Dragon Ball Tuffle Quest Kai?! Good luck, Gohan! Good luck, Izzy! Good luck, Peppa!
Your name is Anon Hardwood, a 20-something year old man. Well, at least you used to be. You went to bed a human. You woke up a MONSTER. Well fuck.
Thankfully, you don't seem to be feeling the urge to kill humans or similar horrible shit- though that might be because you haven't seen a human yet, you've just kind of been panicking in your apartment for the last few minutes.
Whatever caused this transformation is total bullshit.
>It is totally normal to think about and fear death! We've got monsters! Just because you took care of yourself, made sure to do regular appointments with the doctor to the point he sighs when he sees you, plan for your body to be put in front of a TV in case you just get stuck in your body when you die, and spent the last eight months desperately poring over religious texts so that you don't end up in hell, doesn't mean you're obsessed! It's normal! It's normal! Just because you tried a shady ritual from a questionable site that involved eating some weird meat to help you become healthier doesn't mean anything! Grim Reaper +Tanky as hell +Natural-born aura farmer -you are, at your core, a coward who fears death
>Sure, you don't know anyone else who loves this guy as much as you do, and you might have gotten yourself banned from the Devolution forums for yelling at the Dev for making Yakon blow up so easily, and you might have scared everyone into migrating into a whole new forum when your tore that shithead who unironically thought that the fucking pirate robot deserved an UR in Dokkan more than Yakon, but did you seriously fucking monsterize cause you finally built your awesome cosplay of the best minor villain of dragon ball Z, Yakon, the light devouring Terror from Dark Star, and decided to take a quick snooze before taking it off!? Yakon +fast as fuck boi +I eat your energy blasts for lunch -Yakon died a goon for a greater threat, fate conspires to drive you into the same position.
>This is ridiculous! You wanted to be a hero! You've always wanted to kill those pieces of shit that prey on the weak and make society worse! Actually, since you still want to be a hero, those monsters are even worse than you thought before! and If you really think about it, aren't the humans that do so worse than the real monsters!? They're still humans, yet are just as bad as the monsters, but we're supposed to be merciful just because they are a human!?None of these scumbags don't deserve any amount of leniency! You're going to rip them all apart and make sure no one remembers them as anything more than a piece of trash that died screaming, a warning to scum! False Hero +Incredible willpower +Very convincing non-monster appearance -Incredible bloodlust against both monsters and "bad" humans
>write in, provide some sort of picture and motivation.
You are Jennifer Sanders. Proud Pureblood and part Veela daughter to Lucerne and Nymeria Sanders and twin sister of Emily Sanders. You made a mistake once and have ended up at the American School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Ilvermorny. Fought giant spiders, Hidebehinds, and jerks. Learned you are the last True Seer to be born for a while. That you are a direct descendant, maybe one of the last, of Salazar Slytherin. Made a very concerning Prophesy before that was only partial heard by your best friend and adoptive sister Macy Wright who followed you and your twin to American out of love and concern for you. Have resolved to find the location of his wand to prevent a coming catastrophe.
Last time, Emily completely blew out the competition at Quidditch try-outs, a sport she loves since she takes after your mother, someone who could have gone pro.
She adopted a cute younger boy afterward who is now the new Seeker for your Ilvermorny House, Thunderbird, as well as your new honorary little brother and found out he was being harassed, hurt. Would be again, along with a small girl he took care of and loved from his orphanage and foster home.
Your coven, along with a pair of German transfers and a new little sister who likely has some schizophrenia, ADHD, OCD and an arsenal of guns and explosives, Aubrey Thompson, put a stop to that.
Violently.
It included smashing the ring leader’s wand hand to splinters; a girl who stole your name called Gwen and had shot a gun at you and Emily.
After, you added the female pair of Germans to your growing roster of little sisters, your coven, one named Hildabrant Erikson who despite her kind and forgiving nature had suffered from harassment in the past at Durmstrang for being Muggleborn yet showed considerable skill with Magic and her battle staff.
Your group, all of them, had demonstrated to all the bullies that you do not harm little kids or fuck with the Sander’s coven, even if it made you question if you were a monster to enjoy the fear and pain you inflicted.
You, Em, Macy, and ‘Brey visited your now scarred and half blind Divinations teacher who helped defend the school when you damaged and destroyed some of the wards and learned several disconcerting facts about the Shared Souls you and your twin have; discovered she was a Seer. Heard her last Prophesy was likely in motion and seemed to involved you and Emily.
Taught little kids to fight better with Aubrey.
Met a kind, tall librarian with a cane and were offered a couple of things.
Revealed secrets to the local and nice schizo girl including your role in endangering Ilvermorny and are about to tell her of your ancestry and goal of recovering your ancestor’s wand.
