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String fullTitle = "Welcome to /quest/ - Quests";
int postNumber = "2";
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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 = "Frozen Civ Quest [Redux]";
int postNumber = "3679801";
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String date = "07/21/19(Sun)12:05:19";
String comment = "Mother Guiana is but a living carcass, The Frostblight has consumed the land, most races have vanished centuries ago but few has survived this onslaught. They fight among each other, small pockets squabbling over non-existent resources. More misery has taken root when the race of constructs , The Argeans , attempted to cure the world of the frostblight only to add another curse : The Blue Rust.
Everywhere is a desolate wasteland but this area in particular has some potential to be habitable at the very least. What did you stumble upon?
Pick a place:
>The Great Silent
A ocean frozen in time, Home of many sunken ancient vessels. A small island with a lonesome spire surrounded by an thick icesheet, cruel with virtually nothing on the surface. However, Life finds a way in down below. The Great Silent also holds its share of dark secrets in the dark abyss. Dare you to uncover them?
>The Eternal Machine
Once built by the now-extinct dwarves, this giant beast of Iron and cogs remains partially imprisoned in frostblight with its unfrozen part plagued by the blue rust, It stands as a testament of one of many futile attempts to combat the sudden death of Guiana.
>Slavetown of Ae'thil
The proud elven race of the north used to have a whole town near their glorious forests. When the frostblight claimed the world, the elves formed a barrier around their home, ignoring the fate of their slaves. Now abandoned, Some structures still stand unscathed by the horrid frostblight.
Under the largest of mountains lies an ancient prison. It was made for forgotten horrors who remains shackled to this day. To neighbor beast and monsters is truly desperate.
>Human [Male or Female]
Perhaps the most numerous due their stubbornness to exist. They are the most adaptable due to their nomadic nature, despite of their large numbers, they are scattered across the wasteland without a place to call home. Most of the remaining races tolerate them.
>Faroi [Male or Female]
A crossbreed between human/elves with the Faoi, a race of horned giants. They are quite resilient to the frostblight, capable of surviving harsher nights. Their natural strength is something to behold.
>Elf [Female only]
Isolationists, xenophobes. Most of the elves have severed themselves from the rest of world. Those who roam the unforgiving wasteland are mostly exiles.
>Argean [Male only]
Sentient constructs who were hunted down to near extinction due to the Blue Rust incident which also had reaped many of their kind. They are only tolerated by humans who often welcome them in their lives.";
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String fullTitle = "Everwood Civ Thread #17";
int postNumber = "3679760";
String image = "card4.png";
String date = "07/21/19(Sun)11:56:35";
String comment = "Everwood Civ Thread #17
Welcome to Everwood Civ! In this game you shall take control of a fledgling nation as you attempt to navigate the dangerous world of Everwood! In this world dominated by dark woods filled with wonder and terror will you be able to guide your civilization into prosperity or ruin?
An era of change has gripped the Wine-Dark Sea as numerous issues have arisen to be dealt with by the benevolent lords of the Empire. Dark things stir across the world and the ever present threat of the Everwood spills out darkness. Firstly however some good news, the once furtive Emperor Alexos seems to have recently embraced his role as monarch inspiring hope in many imperial subjects. Some say this change is not for the best as they listen to his thoughts on the increasing power of Lords, the plight of the lower classes and the fate of non-believers.
The first issue to be dealt with is the influx of refugees from the Golden Empire which has now all but completely fallen to Beastmen hordes. This refugees are divided into two ethnic groups, the Tev and the Goli. The Goli were the most populous denizens of the Golden Empire many of which who can afford purchase passage to your lands are of the middle class such as merchants or tradesmen. A majority follow local spirit religions, a large minority follow Ifit and the small minority still worship the Golden Dragons. The Tev people are a mostly pastoral warrior people who were concentrated around the cities of Atev and Martez roaming the plains in southern Gentle Peace. Most of them practice a form of ancestor worship based on the stars but some hold other spirit religions found across the Golden Empire. To the Tev people their horses are their lives so many men sacrificed their places on ships to allow their families to escape with even a single horse. The most powerful of Tevian Khans ride upon great Winged Wolves which are true terrors in combat being one of the few animals with command over magic!
>Each Lord should write out a plan on how they will deal with refugees within their lands and roll a 1d100.
Secondly a group of Dragon Priests representing both the Goldmonger and Sunblighter brood have petitioned the council and Emperor Alexos for the recognition of their faith as a protected religious group. They offer the help of their dragons in times of war along with a gift of several powerful artifacts retrieved from the Golden Empire.
>A. Accept their offer, dragons are useful allies.
>B. Heathens have no rights here in the Wine-Dark Empire!
>C. Compromise (Write-In)";
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String fullTitle = "Super Robot pilot thing, part 10";
int postNumber = "3669591";
String image = "1.png";
String date = "07/18/19(Thu)13:33:46";
String comment = "OH SHIT NIGGER, you're Fester Winchester, the rootin' tootin' space cowboy, owner of the Marshal. A giant super robot that is also a rootin' tootin' space cowboy. You and your friends, a space pirate and crew, are on the run from strange aliens who attacked your space colony.
Currently on you're on a mission to recruit new members to the crew, and after hot dog related shenanigans, you met another mecha pilot and together you defeated giant robo monsters and shit. So now you're having a little chat.";
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String fullTitle = "A Song of Revenge and Gold: House Malroy Quest | Chapter LVII";
int postNumber = "3669679";
String image = "HouseMalroy.CoA.1.png";
String date = "07/18/19(Thu)14:07:44";
String comment = "Welcome to A Song of Revenge and Gold: House Malroy Quest. In which you take the reins of a House of storied glorious past since Aegon’s Conquering, but whose fortunes have taken a turn for the worse in the doom that Robert’s Rebellion brought. You are Brynden Malroy, second son to Lord Vamos Malroy and Lady Esemella Hayford and the last living heir to Steadhold and House Malroy. The year is 285AC, two years after the Rebellion and a year after your return to Westeros.
House Malroy is a pre-genned House designed around the idea of a story within the Crownlands of a House fiercely loyal to the Targaryens and their attempts to live in this new world after Robert’s Rebellion. Lord Brynden Malroy is as well pre-genned but will take direction from the players in his ways and how he develops himself further. This Quest will be moderately more story driven than others of its kind, but the development of the House and her lands will take just as much importance.
If you’ve played one of the many Quests within the ASoIaF setting the rules of the SIFRP system should be known. I will be using the Game of Thrones edition, as well as a few of the expansions namely OOSP and a few house rules which will be explained as we come to them. If you have questions about how things work or why certain actions are taken I can explain them as we go along. In truth this is a learning experience for me as well.
House Documents, Spreadsheets, & SIFRP Resources::
/tg/ Archive I-L:
/qst/ Archive LI-:
Ride Unto the Sunset
And now without further ado…"
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String fullTitle = "Fallout Nukaloha Quest #3";
int postNumber = "3679337";
String image = "Cover.png";
String date = "07/21/19(Sun)07:09:21";
String comment = "War. War Never Changes...
Your name is Dillinger Rast and you are an wandering tourist.
You are still a newcomer in Hawaii but you are slowly making yourself known and learning about this particular wasteland.
Hello again everybody! I gotta announce a few things:
>I found a job so I might not be able to run from time to time.
>I forgot to add the exp levels for finishing the treasure hunt quest, and we also have killed a couple of Eye reavers so we level up twice!
>You gotta add two perks and 20 skill points.
>There will also be some minor changes to how we play, since we are in truly hardcore mode now we will only have 1+LCK dice rolls, this is; if we have to do a dice roll we can only roll 1+ our LUCK stat, which is 2 right now, so only the first 3 rolls will count.
>I have also made a Nukaloha spotify playlist! Feel free to listen to it: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/6
Since we have levelled up twice we will start assigning the skillpoints and perks first, then when that's done I will continue with the story."
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String fullTitle = "Left Beyond Quest II - Thread 7 (War Has Changed)";
int postNumber = "3669293";
String image = "9-11.jpg";
String date = "07/18/19(Thu)10:16:51";
String comment = "https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ull
"The surge in availability of internet connectivity all over the world has guaranteed that the current "dot-com boom" will be no mere market fluke; the recent introduction of the Planetary Datalinks, a user-updateable encyclopedia stored on orbital servers, may have irked old Usenet communities that fear a loss of cohesion in the netizen community, but has already shown benefits in the literacy rates of underdeveloped areas. It is not difficult to imagine a situation in which English and Simplified Chinese have become truly global languages, with..."
You put the presentation away. It's two days old but it might as well refer to a different era. Things were looking good, damn it! Carpatescu's plan for a united world that could face the challenges of the 21st century together, idealistic as it was, was actually beginning to work. Sure, you'd have to sort out the African subpotentate yourself, but it wouldn't have been that hard. And then, some damn fool nationalist militia types had to go and wreck everything for everyone, attacking airports and universities in Egypt, Great Britain and North America - and somehow eliciting a disproportionate response by the new global defense initiative.
You've just woken up after spending an unknown amount of time manning a virtual switchboard to ensure that precious bandwidth would go where it was needed most, to first responders. At least it's over.
Or so you think.
Carpatescu is in flight to New Babylon on some sort of stealth airliner - he's been broadcasting an address to the world, so the few people left at HQ (after you ordered most nonessential civilians to evacuate, and your security teams to aid first responders in Chicago) are ensuring that his address reaches everyone. He's going the long way round heading west, to avoid flying over Europe or Egypt.
The airliner has landed in San Francisco to refuel - after which the bay area city's airport is swiftly bombed by unknown attackers. A problem is the Peacekeepers' disproportionate response involved dropping deactivated nuclear bombs from aircraft; while they were unable to initiate, the end result is that a large amount of poisonous (and still radioactive) plutonium dust has entered the atmosphere.
Things were looking good, damn it!"
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String fullTitle = "Pokemon Quest (Red/Blue) Vol.7";
int postNumber = "3674447";
String image = "F652AE0B-7AD7-4772-8CF2-2BDD68A51174.jpg";
String date = "07/19/19(Fri)20:35:26";
String comment = "Previous Thread:
Check the Archive Here:
Check our Pokemon and Items here:
>Previously on PKMN (RED/BLUE) Quest:
We finished up Saffron after losing Oberon but gaining the power of [VENGEANCE]. Beat Saffron gym and revived our friend the psychic chuunibyou Joyous Splendiferous Nurseorum. We also formed a permenant psychic bond with her!
We’ve now ventured into the Safari Zone, while a [MYSTERIOUS FIGURE] picks up the pieces of a life the believe to be their own.
Does any of that make sense? Who cares?! Let’s catch some Pokeymans."
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String fullTitle = "The Black Company: When Leaves Fall";
int postNumber = "3677053";
String image = "The Black Company_ When Leaves Fall.png";
String date = "07/20/19(Sat)17:32:35";
String comment = "Three men had entered the Forest. And three we remained.
I finished washing the armour of the dead. They didn't need it where they were going. The Black Company prides herself in being callously practical. The corpses had been dressed with their cleanest underclothes and buried while the sun was up, when the pale sun managed to thaw the earth to diggable textures. My fingers screamed pins and needles as I warmed them back up by the fire to fight off the cold of the river water.
Sister was foraging for more branches. Firewood was too fancy a term for these spindly things he brought back, but we couldn't chop down trees with just the two of us. Klian was too far gone to help. He remained huddled in that position the entire day. It would take an Ensorcelled to fix him.
It was lonely, going from a largish group with actual conversations, back to this. No longer would we hear Jokk's terrible jokes or Barns' recounting of war stories. Barns was one of the Magal recruits we gained after the near-disaster in Baatur. He'd had many amusing anecdotes regarding horses. They were also the only anecdotes he ever had. The Magal are a hardy people of the north, whose main livelihood consist of taking care of their herds.
I hadn't cared for Noble. Anyone who names himself that is bound to be an utter prick. But he was a brother. They all were.
I folded the mailcoats and halfplates together carefully. They were wet, and so were my hands. The river water was freezing. "Where should I stack these armour, Sergeant?" I asked. A minute passed. "Oh."
I wrapped them up in the roughspun cloaks of brothers dead alone. I was halfway done when Sister came back. "You didn't have to do those."
"I wanted to." Idle hands beget idle minds. And idle minds reminisce.
Sister made an as-you-wish gesture. "Got a good amount. We won't freeze tonight."
I looked at the pitiful bundle. We might not freeze during the night, but they would not last til sunrise. The sun was long gone, winter forcing a quick disappearance. But there was some light.
>"I'll see if I can find more. Keep the fire going."
>It would be too dark by the time I returned. I hoped the wood was enough.";
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String fullTitle = "Pokémon Risk Civilization Quest (1)";
int postNumber = "3679881";
String image = "0.png";
String date = "07/21/19(Sun)12:30:24";
String comment = "Three years ago, I had made something similar to this, I found an archive of it earlier this morning and wanted to do it again. I hope you'll enjoy this adventure.
Welcome to Pokemon Risk -- A Quest where anons will command a civilization to thrive and prosper -- you can choose to make allies, or enemies, in the world of Pokémon.
This is the continent our journey begins on. There are 10 tribes of Pokémon species who have grown enough to learn to band together. We'll have a vote on which tribe we'll start with, here is the list:
MANKEY - Good at hunting and aggressive combat, naturally violent, and might become a strong Military power if not chosen.
NATU - Highly intelligent, early access to crops and will be capable of flight, naturally religious, and might become a strong Religious power.
RALTS - Highly intelligent and are naturally peaceful, and might become a strong Neutral power, however they might face inequality with the gender evolution split of Gardevoir and Gallade, which can possibly lead to internal conflict.
WURMPLE - Good at hunting, and will be capable of flight, and might become a strong Peaceful or Military power, however they might face inequality with the evolution split of Silcoon and Cascoon, and thus Beautifly and Dustox, which can possibly lead to internal conflict.
MEOWTH - Good at hunting, and naturally skilled in stealth and barter, and might become a strong Economic power, however they might face inequality, as both regional variants of Meowth are present, which can possibly lead to internal conflict.
PICHU - Early access to electricity, however do not possess the right intelligence to utilize it to it's fullest potential right away, but nonetheless might become a strong Neutral power, however they might face inequality, as both regional variants of Raichu will soon be present in the future, which can possibly lead to internal conflict.
SNORUNT - Early access to shelter knowledge, naturally religious and peaceful, however they might have a hard time migrating out of their cold territory, and might face inequality with the gender evolution split of Glalie and Frosslass, the former being more violent.
VULPIX - Good at hunting and naturally skilled in stealth, and might become a strong Neutral power, however might face inequality, as both regional variants of Vulpix are present, which can possibly lead to internal conflict.
TRAPINCH - Good at hunting, naturally violent, and will be capable of flight, and might become a strong Military power, however they might have a hard time migrating out of their warm territory.
ODDISH - Early access to crops and naturally peaceful and skilled in barter, and might become a strong Economic power, however they might face inequality with the evolution split of Vileplume and Bellossom.
After the tribe we choose is decided, we'll be starting our journey. Good luck, and thank you!";
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String fullTitle = "Moe Drones [Skirmish] Operation Cold Front 2";
int postNumber = "3679295";
String image = "Drones_Quest_Title_Card12.jpg";
String date = "07/21/19(Sun)06:13:21";
String comment = "It is the year 25XX, hundreds of years ago a mysterious plague caused all food crops to mutate into monstrous predatory vegetables. 70% of the human population was wiped out by the vegetable monsters and the resulting famine. The survivors escaped into space and continue to live on moon bases and orbital habitats. Despite having access to weapons of mass destruction humanity cannot simply wipe out the vegetables. There was no time to secure untainted crop samples or livestock during the great evacuation; to feed itself humanity must kill the vegetables and consume their flesh.
The vegetables reproduce quickly on any land that can sustain plant life so no territory can truly be secured against them. Only the lifeless Great Interior Desert serves as a suitable staging platform for the endless war against the veggies. To counter their reproduction, humanity adopted a doctrine of drone warfare. From the desert large command crawlers invade vegetable territory, their onboard fabricators churning out waves of disposable combat drones who gleefully blast apart the unrelenting tide of plant monsters, leaving the corpses for scavenger units to process into nutri-blocks and ship into orbit.
For some reason the drones are made to look like cute characters and imbued with an almost childlike devotion to their commanders. They will happily fight against impossible odds just to earn their commander’s praise.
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String fullTitle = "Sakura Quest #7";
int postNumber = "3667222";
String image = "Team.7.full.1438880.jpg";
String date = "07/17/19(Wed)10:54:14";
String comment = "Previously on Sakura Quest.
You are Sakura Haruno, a thirteen year old Kunoichi from Konohagakure. Born with an assortment of different skills and innate abilities, you honed yourself in hopes of improving, gaining control and learning more about yourself. With each passing day you become that much closer to achieving your dream. To be a strong Kunoichi who is capable of helping others when in need. A simple yet noble goal that carries many responsibilities, some of which you aren’t fully aware of. Despite this, you continue to move forward in order to achieve that dream.
Graduated among the very best of the Ninja Academy, you are a proud member of Team 7. A four man squad led by the famous Kakashi Hatake. You and your teammates Naruto Uzumaki and Sasuke Uchiha travel the lands doing missions for your village. With them by your side. You take the necessary steps towards finding your own Ninja Way. As you embark into the world of the Ninja you find yourself establishing bonds and connections to a wide collection of individuals.
In the eight months of being a proud Kunoichi, you experienced countless hardships and ordeals. Slowly you became more aware of the Ninja World as you begin to understand what it means to be a Ninja. At the same time you find yourself constantly clashing with different viewpoints and ideologies from many different individuals. There's still so much that you yet to see and truly understand. Even so, with your growing allies you tackle the challenges as you deal with the toughest mission of them all....growing up.
After enduring a life changing event with the legendary Sannin Orochimaru, you currently find yourself standing at a crossroad. At present, to tackle the looming threats in front of you, you make a shocking decision. By embracing an unusual power you find yourself undergoing a sudden metamorphosis. Now swaying between the fine line between man and beast you come to grips with your new status as the bridge. Which path will you take? How far will you go for you dream? And can you continue to keep your ideals until the very end?
Ninja Info Profile: https://docs.google.com/document/d/
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String fullTitle = "School Ritual Quest";
int postNumber = "3679638";
String image = "Bus opening.png";
String date = "07/21/19(Sun)11:06:13";
String comment = "You wake up after falling asleep on a bus next to you is a girl, shes really close to you a bit too close for comfort
it is here you remember that you are a high school student being sent to a boarding school for delinquent students
why you are being sent there you still dont know despite what you may or may not have done you know you are innocent.
The Strange girl smiles at you and asks you
"hey new kid care to talk while we wait ?"
you nod "Great so tell me what do you think of our uniforms ? "
>its Cool (male)
>its Cute (female)
"what kinda person person are you"
>im a normal student nothing special (Balance)
>im into sports (Warrior)
>i go to the gym alot (Brawler)
>im into the occult (Psyker)
>ive been in an out of JDC (Rouge)
>i do volunteer work (Paladin)";
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String fullTitle = "Earth Tau: Chapter #2 - A Chilling Reality";
int postNumber = "3679961";
String image = "Monolith.jpg";
String date = "07/21/19(Sun)12:55:02";
String comment = "Four months ago, the world was swept off its feet as almost a million people were caught in a psychic phenomenon people call 'The Dream'.
Mag-trains crashed into their stations, highways across the world turned into pileups, airplanes dropped from the sky and hospitals flooded with people who they just couldn’t treat.
Position, money, health, age, sex, worth... it didn't care or stop to ask directions, it just hit indiscriminately… At least, that's what people thought. But unfortunately the truth was more dangerous than that.
The first Awakening curbstomped the world into the asphalt. Over ten thousand monsters were born from the bodies of 'Dreamers'. Parahumans, all of them. But they had monstrous forms and monstrously strong powers. They carved a swathe of destruction across the planet, devastating small countries, and fighting each-other to the death in a display of complete and utter madness. One survived, and went into hiding. Later named 'Great Seer'.
It is because of his Protection that you are alive today. He and Heroes from the Second Awakening stood against the nations of the world when they went crazy with fear and rage. When the people bayed for blood, when they demanded that the Dreamers were to dangerous to keep alive. It was the Great Seer and his followers who guaranteed their safety.
Now, just days ago, the Fourth Awakening happened and you were among the thirty thousand who stirred.
In confusion and fear, you ran from the authorities and those who could explain your situation to you.
After a few close calls, you finally managed to get in contact with your last surviving family member. Your sister, Erica, came to you in minutes with powers you'd never known she had and a partner from a cape organization called 'Monz'r'ous'.
In a new home, surrounded by powerful capes from the Second and Third Awakening, you struggle to understand your own powers, and just how much the world has changed.
However, unbeknownst to you, the Great Seer is dying.
As much as something like him can die, at least. Soon, he will return to the dream, and a great calamity will befall existence as you know it.
A chill runs through the subconsciousness of humanity as the preparations for the Fifth Awakening go underway.
Will your ever-growing mountain of questions ever get answered? Or will you die, and entrust your destiny to another?
Find out in this issue of Earth Tau.
_ _ _ + _ _ _
Welcome, to thread 2 guys.
There was a bit of a mix-up in archiving this thread the first time so just head here for the first thread.
Now. A bit of a thing to say here.
When I run, it's between noon and about 2 am typically, I'm an hour behind New York and two hours ahead of California.
I'm used to fast paced questing, so forgive me if I'm impatient.
Alternatively, hang around as much as you can so I can pump out updates? That's also an option.
Anyways. Let's make this a fun thread guys. I'm PUMPed.";
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String fullTitle = "Mecha Menace Company Quest 1";
int postNumber = "3677775";
String image = "barebone mech.jpg";
String date = "07/20/19(Sat)21:30:30";
String comment = "Rolled 60 (1d100)
Everybody dreams of being a mech pilot. Driving around one of those gigantic mechanical monstrosities kicking ass and taking names. Its every man's dream. Not one of yours though. Nope, why the fuck would you ever WANT to drive around one of those giant robots that might as well be a huge neon target bulls eye screaming 'kill me'. You aren't suicidal so when you got drafted and were discovered to be capable...albeit barely. You assigned yourself as a Heavy Trooper Support Platform. Which basically means you drive around a glorified suit of power armor that is easily mistaken for not being a mech and hence the sole reason why you lived this long. If you were any bigger with your skills you might as well be target practice. If you want to know how capable you are your labeled as E- during your tour of duty as a soldier. That should have been the end of it...but alas life is a bitch.
After your most unfortunate breakthrough you were forced to enlist into the cannon fodder mech divisions. Seeing as it was considered 'wasteful' for you to find along side the infantry and tanks. It was then when naturally things went to shit for you. Piloting the most basic of cannon fodder mechs you were promptly thrown into the meatgrinder. Where you were supposed to die. Actually as far as they were considered you were in fact dead. They just couldn't be bothered to salvage the piece of mech you were using. So they never double checked. Hence why you got rescued by a merc company who were salvaging the battlefield. As a result you got to live after extensive surgery and were hired on the spot since they had more salvaged mechs then pilots.
Best of all...mercs actually cared about their lives. So you got along great until the war finally ended and you were reduced to piracy in order to get by. That was how you became a mech pirate. Which actually wasn't as bad as you would of thought. The only thing different from before was this time you got to choose your own gigs and it was all illegal as hell. So over all not a bad experience until your team finally got wiped out after being betrayed by another pirate group and got chased by the military across who knows how many spatial sectors. In the end you got captured and sold as a slave to a company to work off your 'debt to society'. In this case you became a test pilot to test out the newest and most dangerous of experimental creations...goddamn do you hate your lousy life.
Also you found out exactly why nobody ever volunteers to actually be a test pilot.";