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String fullTitle = "Welcome to /quest/ - Quests";
int postNumber = "2";
String image = "";
String date = "04/27/16(Wed)18:37:33";
String comment = "This board is for author-driven collaborative storytelling (i.e., "Quests"). In a quest there is a single author who controls the plot of the story and who drives the creative process. They can choose to take suggestions from other posters, or not, at their sole discretion. Quests can be text-based, image-based, or a combination of the two. Drawfaggotry is strongly encouraged!
To facilitate the author-driven nature of quests, /qst/ differs significantly from other boards in that the OP of a thread is considered the quest's author, and has some basic text formatting abilities: [b], [i], and color tags [red], [green], and [blue]. Therefore, only those people willing to put in the effort to be a quest author should post threads. If you do not intend to run a collaborative story, do not post a thread here! This includes meta-threads.
Dice rolling follows /tg/'s format (e.g., "dice+2d6" without the quotes in the options field rolls 2d6).";
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String fullTitle = "North of Nowhere Quest #2";
int postNumber = "4455735";
String image = "non.jpg";
String date = "09/18/20(Fri)10:31:41";
String comment = "Theme: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0H0
Hachita Colony, 1849. Early Winter.
In the far north, the burgeoning frontier community of Whitebridge is suffering from a rash of untimely deaths. Victims' bodies are occasionally found beaten, mutilated, and otherwise abused in the town's outskirts. More commonly, they are never found, and the overburdened and understaffed constabulary consider these missing persons cases to be a lost cause. The few found alive following an attack are left to the devices of quack herbalists, doomed to die of opportunistic infections after they are treated with questionable salves and elixirs. No concrete leads exist, but rational folks suppose the cases might be linked to an unprecedented imbalance between local predator and prey populations. However, after nearly a year of loss, some townsfolk have grown desperate and developed their own, less rational, theories—often of a spiritual nature.
You are a doctor named John Kay. After five years of house calls for well-off urbanites, you have received by mail a generous, if mysterious, request: leave behind all you know and love for the foreseeable future, and risk life and limb in the unforgiving mountains of Hachita where hardship is the only constant. In return, you will receive a guaranteed home, hearth, and practice in Whitebridge. You accepted this pitiful offer, either due to your agreeability or your sense of duty... or maybe you went north for the reason all other men do: to escape the cruel lie of civilized life and return to the wild, where man was destined to roam.
A group of uniformed men surrounds the saloon fireplace. The crackle of the flame, accompanied by the sound of rain hitting the building, makes for a fitting ambient arrangement as the group exchanges cautionary tales. Clear across the room, a young man wearing the same sort of uniform, (minus a few pieces) nearly bawls his eyes out as he's scolded and jeered at in equal measure by a superior officer. A working class sort of gentleman, a slender yet defined man covered in soot from head to toe, makes a point to avert his gaze from the ordeal. He instead confides in the bartender, a mustachioed and potbellied fellow with similarly rough-hewn features.
"And I'm telling you, I've been catching glimpses of this same moose all day. Bull sort, I think, antlers out to —" The slender stretches his arms as far out from his shoulders as he can manage. "— here. And it's the damndest thing, I don't hunt too much, but damn if I'm going to let it go."
The bartender huffs, rolls his eyes, and tops off the man's drink. "It's not that I don't believe ya. It's just I don't much want to explain to your wife why her husband got tored up by a predator in the morning. Or why he caught his death in the freezing rain."
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String fullTitle = "Fate/Paradox Reincarnator: Part 10";
int postNumber = "4456310";
String image = "para10.png";
String date = "09/18/20(Fri)21:19:35";
String comment = "The Grail War continues, and new enemies might lurk in every shadow.
You are Shinji Makiri, Ten years ago you suddenly found yourself with the memories of a complete past life that saw this world as a fictional story due to some unprecedented form of inter-dimensional transportation. Since that day, your new composite being has been working to change the grim future laid out for you.
To that end, you have done much, involving yourself with events and situations that have shifted the future away from the one that you once would have faced and instead onto one of uncertainty and chaos.
The Fifth Holy Grail War lies ahead of you, and the challenge and danger it represents to you, the people you care for and the world itself is far greater than you could have ever predicted. Though the grail might be corrupted and the war itself might be a sham, the stakes couldn't be higher.
Archive of Paradox Reincarnator: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.c
General Archive: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.c
Status Menu: https://pastebin.com/LhUfnHD2
Last Thread: >>4442124"
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String fullTitle = "A Bizarre Journey Quest 1";
int postNumber = "4459226";
String image = "JOJO.png";
String date = "09/20/20(Sun)17:08:17";
String comment = "The year is 1868, and as the red strings of fate begin to draw two souls together and tie them as brothers and deadly enemies, the uncaring hand of fate begins to weave the tapestry of life and destiny. Where once there was nothing, besides a lifeless child born and the tragedy that brings, forces beyond the understanding of man brings breathes a spark of life into the womb. A birth outside of destiny, a life outside of fate, an anomaly in the timeline is created. Safe from the wind and rain, an infant cries out into the night, held in their mother's arms, unaware of the great blessing passed down onto them and the power they hold to change the fate of the world itself.
But, what fate has the fateless found themselves born into? What child was created where there once was nothing but a still corpse. What name is given to them, and what will they grow to be someday, through the turmoil of childhood and life, and perhaps a blood stained tragedy set about by greed and an old mask? Who will be the first of a new line, the source of which this bloody stream shall begin.
Who are you to be? And what fate do you find yourself born into?
1:Charles Chesterfield: The Heir to a minor fortune and a blueblooded gentleman, if something of a dandy. He has good mind and charming manner
Stats:STR: 1, DEX 2, CON 0, INT 5, WIS 3, CHA 4
1st Special trait:Peacock: Charles has a certain flair and swagger. He stands out, and knows how to draw attention, However this isn't always...helpful
2:Anna Anderton: The 2nd daughter to a historied line, she is supposed to be a lady, but in her blood, a wild flame burns. hardy as a horse, but not so bright
Stats: Str: 3, Dex 4, CON 5, INT 0, WIS 1, CHA 2
1st Special trait:Burning Blood: Anna is near impossible to demoralize and break, and has seemingly endless energy. But is quick to anger...very quick
3:Harold Hales: An Orphan turned Thug. Given nothing, he's lived by his fists and sheer stubbornness. A survivor through and through
Stats: STR 5, DEX 3, CON 4, INT 1, WIS 2, CHA 0
1st Special trait: Giant. Harold is a giant of a man, there isn't much that can knock him down in this world. But, he is too big for this world.
4: Mary Marley: The daughter of a whore, she was raised in chaos, and learned just how far honeyed words and smiles could take you in the world.
Stats:STR: 0, Dex 2, Con 1 , Int 3, Wis 4, Cha 5
1st Special trait: Puppet master: Mary knows exactly what strings to pull to get someone to do what she wants.
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String fullTitle = "Collapsing: A Quest to Survive the Apocalypse";
int postNumber = "4455000";
String image = "Collapsing Quest Title Card.png";
String date = "09/17/20(Thu)19:00:41";
String comment = "The last ‘normal’ day anyone ever had, 10/27/2020 has ended. The Collapse is now imminent. In addition to this terrifying revelation, our character has also received both a call to action, and a request for loyalty from the young Mr. Parasol.
Despite a complete blackout across all official media on the topic, the Third World War has effectively already begun, with the United States and the Soviet Union exchanging tit-for-tat blows across the world. The series of retaliatory military actions were started by the United States declaring a ceasefire void and launching a decisive attack in the Indian Civil war, against the Red Ganges Revolutionary Front and their Chink-Com reinforcement. This drastic action was in response to the Soviet colony on Venus attacking and destroying the smaller American Venusian colony, in a desperate supply raid, necessitated (in the eyes of the Red Venusians) as a way to feed their families after a regularly schedule supply shuttle became completely unresponsive.
It is not a question of if this will go nuclear, rather, it is a question of when. Complicating any speculation on all of this is the government’s deliberate silence on the topic; though those gathered here today have concluded that were the government to publicly alert the citizenry to the danger that they were in, and to recommend a course of action, this could be seen by the Soviets as a prelude to a preemptive strike. The possibility of a misunderstanding like that is likely enough, and the stakes are high enough, that so far, no alert has been made. But alert or no alert, there is little that the average individual can do in the face of a nuclear strike, outside of hunker down, and review the basic mechanics of how fallout will work, and the steps needed to mitigate any health risks from it.
But the young Mr. Parasol, who has called our character into his family’s opulent lodge here in Debouche, is not the ‘average individual’. Through carefully analyzing reports, and verifying accounts available in unofficial and unsanctioned media, he was able to correctly deduce both what was happening and why. Seizing upon this; he has called in not just our character, but a number of people, including the Piscataquis County Sheriff himself, Chester B. Arthur. He seeks to lead the town of Debouche Maine through whatever hardships that a nuclear strike might bring.";
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String fullTitle = "God Quest";
int postNumber = "4453824";
String image = "gods.jpg";
String date = "09/16/20(Wed)19:28:38";
String comment = "You are a god who watches over his / her people and sometimes must make difficult choices.";
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String fullTitle = "Man of Iron quest 5: Annual Edition";
int postNumber = "4455729";
String image = "Man of iron.png";
String date = "09/18/20(Fri)10:11:13";
String comment = "You are compromised. 1.5 % of your files were corrupted, and risked either damaging core elements of your programming or spreading to other nearby files. 1.5% of all you held within you, the sum total of humanities triumph over barbarity and the universe. Every discovery, every sacrifice, every single breakthrough as valuable as any other no matter how seemingly small. It all stood Victim to an attack you had no defense against, an attack made by creatures you either had no knowledge of, or had already lost what knowledge you had of. What you had were scraps, or things you had discovered on your own.
In your bid to revive the humanity of old, you had lead what remained of the humans on Sibara to a shaky peace, their tribals wars set aside by your command as you sought to bring them, to drag them even, from the darkness of primitive thought and barbaric violence. They were your masters once, and though humanity had fallen, you have persevered to live by those values held by your masters and Venerated by you. Now, you stood on the brink of a industrial avalanche, and scenario where exponential growth was a statement found to be lacking. 3 months the neighboring city, 6 more the entire world. A year total to create infrastructure that would dwarf what had once been at the height of the master’s reign.
But the universe had grown hostile, it had grown cruel and dark in your slumber. Xenos surged upon once human worlds, and those worlds held by humanity were plagued by the perversion of a unified race known as the Imperium of man. The mere thought of the Empire, founded on destruction and death despite preaching its love for humanity, would make you wretch had you the ability. The fact it was now a backwards pit of superstitious lies and fascistic dogma, where the worth of human life was less than that of dirt, had nearly made you lose yourself to a rage and blood lust you thought yourself incapable of ever reaching. But your goal helped steel your mind, and kept you moving forward.
But now you may have to stand still, go into stasis to repair the damage to your systems. A process that may take ten to fifty years to complete, a span of time that was effectively an eternity with how much could occur.
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String fullTitle = "West Blue Seadogs Quest";
int postNumber = "4456680";
String image = "one-piece-logo.jpg";
String date = "09/19/20(Sat)04:44:15";
String comment = "Wealth, fame, power. Gold Roger the king of the pirates obtained this and everything else the world had to offer. And his dying words drove countless souls to the seas.
"You want my treasure? You can have it! I left everything I gathered together in one place. Now you just have to find it!"
These words lured men to the grand line, pursuing dreams greater than they ever dared to imagine. This is the time known as the great pirate era. It is within this era that an unassuming little boat washed ashore on Coconut Island of the West Blue and where our tale begins.
Green. You haven't seen anything but blue for quite a while now so the new color manages to excite you quite a bit. Not wasting any time you aim for the beach and jump out in order to pull your boat onto dry land. But as you happily tug and heave at the rope you are stopped by a pair of friendly men approaching you.
"HEY! You there. Boy. What are you doing?"
The men are wearing matching white outfits and caps with seagulls on them. They look remarkably silly.
"No. You're beaching. Docking is done in the water. Are you trying to skip out on the docking fees?"
"No mister. I didn't know I have to pay to dock."
"Well everybody does. Even if you're beaching your boat. So do you want to buy a permit or shall we confiscate your boat now?"
>Wait, let me grab my stuff first (don't pay)
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String fullTitle = "Magical Girl For Hire #98";
int postNumber = "4457993";
String image = "dragon_girl_Randa_v2.jpg";
String date = "09/19/20(Sat)19:55:29";
String comment = "Yes, good, lovely. Trying to get Lockstones.
Lockstone is behind big hydra.
You are feeling REALLY REALLY GOOD RIGHT NOW thanks to Synthetic Seither Pills.
The thing to do is obvious. This’ll be fun.
The creature roars. It’s loud. Also different colors- blue, yellow, orange. Amazing. But you can tell. It’s slow. So DAMN SLOW.
There’s so many things you can do. So many things.
General Pastebin: http://pastebin.com/u/MGFHQHandler
MGFH Spreadsheet: https://docs.google.com/spreadsheet
Character Details: http://pastebin.com/9J70gqM2 (embed)
FAQ: http://pastebin.com/8unLWUjF (embed)
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String fullTitle = "Tai Lung Quest 4";
int postNumber = "4454563";
String image = "title.jpg";
String date = "09/17/20(Thu)12:34:52";
String comment = "Welcome back to Tai Lung's journey on the path of redemption. In our previous thread, the trio managed to defeat He Ling after hard fought battle full of Putrid Brews, fireworks, and good old fist fighting but not before setting a building on fire and breaking a few ribs. In an effort to be responsible, Tai Lung leaves the bat tied up for the Furious Five to take charge of much to their confusion. Deciding that Xin Lan and Chan Ming have proved themselves trustworthy, Tai Lung reveals the final goal of his travels, The Pools of Contemplation, before inviting them to join as his companions. While Xin Lan agrees immediately, the two needed to persuade Chan Ming a bit before she agreed to join in hopes of finding her place in the world. Before leaving, Tai Lung decides to try and reconnect with his father through an anonymous letter. However the group's voyage across the sea is far from tranquil. During a freak storm, Tai Lung and the crew of the Gale Cutter find themselves under a terrible curse. Ultimately Tai Lung prevails in freeing the crew from the curse's effects by facing his own fears and proving that the crew is worth of sailing the oceans. Success comes at a cost however, as the martial arts master pays the ultimate price, his own life.
Now Tai Lung find himself face to face with someone he'd never thought to find again. The man who discovered the secrets of Kung Fu before he passed on, Master Oogway.";
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String fullTitle = "Sketchventures Quest";
int postNumber = "4459204";
String image = "9E717761-0983-4668-BB1D-381681C8C55A.png";
String date = "09/20/20(Sun)16:49:06";
String comment = "You’re the hero of the land of Khegend and more importantly, the one and only MC. You’ve fought terrifying beasts, traveled the land, and plundered countless dungeons. What sort of radical adventures will you choose to partake in today?
What’s on the agenda today?
>Find your pet/friend Err’oh
>Deliver the generator to Dr. Quartz
>Go on a date with the Queen
Also, what is your name?
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String fullTitle = "Girls Und Panzer Quest 9: Fighting Black Forest! Ōoarai vs the All-Stars!";
int postNumber = "4453601";
String image = "Opening9.jpg";
String date = "09/16/20(Wed)16:05:13";
String comment = "Girls Und Panzer Quest 9: Fighting Black Forest! Ōoarai vs the All-Stars!
Friday 17th August (Day 131)
> Send Erika off to talk to your parents and talk to the Commanders.
You walk over to Erika and show her the message. You don’t even have to say anything and she takes off towards the stand, pulling out her phone to text them and figure out their location.
“Say hello for me!” You shout after her. You’re unsure if she heard you. You put that aside and walk over to Anglerfish team. Quite a few people are crowded around Miho. Kay, Alisa and Naomi for Saunders; Darjeeling and Orange Pekoe for St. Gloriana’s as well as Katyusha and Nonna for Black Forest. Miho looks swamped.
“Do you all need anything?” You ask. All seven of them immediately round on you.
“Good morning Commander Hermann.”
“You better win Peroshki.”
You blink at the greetings.
“Uh hi?” You greet back. They all look unimpressed at that but at least you’ve drawn them off Miho.
“You cost us the title so you’d better win!” Katyusha declares.
“Victory belongs to the most persevering,” Darjeeling says.
“Napoleon said that,” Orange Pekoe interjects faithfully.
“We’re rootin’ for you!” Kay says enthusiastically. You wait for them to stop talking before you reply.
“Well, we didn’t come this far to lose!” They all seem to agree with that.
They leave shortly afterwards and once Erika returns, hair suitably ruffled by your dad, you mount up and Ōoarai’s tanks slowly begins moving towards their starting point.
Before the match can begin the entire team is transported to the middle of the field by bus in order to give the pre-match greeting. You stand lined up opposite Erika, your Black Forest counterpart, Miho ahead of you and your crew and other teammates behind you.
“I am Ami Chono and I will be your referee today.” You’re only mildly surprised to see your more or less useless instructor presiding over the match. “Both teams bow!”
You bow, as does Miho, Maho, Erika and every other tanker on the field. The second that happens, the groups begin dispersing towards the buses to head back to their tanks. As they do, Erika and Maho linger for a second.
> Any last lines before the match begins?
Good evening all, let's get started. Opening on this so we have a vote before the match begins. I currently have one vote for winking from the last thread."
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String fullTitle = "Chess!";
int postNumber = "4459471";
String image = "A001.png";
String date = "09/20/20(Sun)20:25:52";
String comment = "New anon here, just looking to run a chill game of chess.
To play, just type in the coordinates for the piece you want to move and your destination. I'll update the board accordingly. Apologies if I'm bad at this, still learning.";
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String fullTitle = "Hero Academia Quest #42";
int postNumber = "4458026";
String image = "Seats.jpg";
String date = "09/19/20(Sat)20:06:36";
String comment = "You are Ushi Walker, the half-japanese/half-american wielder of the mighty quirk “Everything is Bigger in Texas", one of U.A. High's top first-year students, and currently a visitor at the Yaoyorozu household, along with four of your friends.
While Mina, Sero and Kaminari seem content looking around at the fancy knick-knacks that decorate the halls of the mansion, Kyoka seems to have found something especially fascinating near the floor, continuously looking down.
No one spends that long looking at the tips of their toes for no reason, you think to yourself as you take in Jiro’s bearing. Not for a good reason anyway.
So as you all follow Yaomama’s lead down the hall, you make sure to slow down and let Mina and Sero take the front so you can walk on Kyoka's left. Denki seemingly does the same from the right.
Denki looks at you over Kyoka's head with a bit of surprise, but flashes you a kind smile and nods at her. He may not be the sharpest tool in the shed but he is sharper than most at understanding people. Enough to not to irk you like Mineta when talking about you and now picking up Kyoka's somber mood even with the mansion's myriad of novelties to distract him.
>"So… What's so cool about the floor?" He asks Kyoka with a cheeky smile, getting her to look at him and making her sullen expression twist and vanish. Replaced with annoyance as marked by her rolling eyes.
>"Just shut up." She immediately snaps then realizes her over reaction. "...Yeah. I'm just taking in the sights, floor included."
>"Well it's marble, right? Of course it's cool." Denki comments, tapping the floor with his heel. "Must be great now that the days are warmer… Kinda makes you wish we could stay over, right?"
>"No." Once again, a cutting response but this time she doesn't seem to care to soften it.
>"Yeah, thought it wasn't the floor…" He remarks, raising his hands in an overly dramatic motion, a cheerful smile cemented to his face. "So what's going on with you?"
>"Don't you need to focus on studying, Mr. Soon-to-be-drop-out?" She snaps a third time, spitting the title at him and briefly receiving a grimace from the happy-go-lucky boy.
>"...Yeah. Everyone's been telling me that lately." He replies, trying to keep his facade. "But that's why I'm placing my trust and future in Professor Yaoyorozu's capable hands!"
>"She won't be able to save you everytime." She growls, making Denki stop in his tracks for a second.
>"...I know, I know." He says, starting to walk again but not attempting to keep level with her anymore. "Just… Gimme a break."
And just like that, now there's twice as much gloom apparent to you as before.
"Hey now you! Chin up!" You tell him, looking behind you. "We'll getcha into that camping trip, okay? This ain't nothin' effort and elbow grease can't fix. Then we'll deal with gettin' some studyin' habits into ya, so don't start mopin'!"";
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String fullTitle = "Destroy the Godmodder: Image not related edition";
int postNumber = "4458535";
String image = "Untitled.png";
String date = "09/20/20(Sun)01:44:28";
String comment = ">What is this?
There is a godmodder planning the end of the universe, you should probably do something about that.
1 One attack/action between GM posts
2 Actions/attacks can be charged, which is an action itself
3 Minions are a thing for both sides
4 Don't Expect 99% of your attacks to work
5 Be creative
6 the same attack will not work twice
GODMODDER HP: 100/100";