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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 = "Beastars Shonen Quest";
int postNumber = "4543958";
String image = "BEASTARS QUEST header1.png";
String date = "11/21/20(Sat)19:29:34";
String comment = "The world of Beastars is one where animals must fight to survive. Despite living together in relative peace in a Japanese inspired modern society; the people are dived among PREDATORS and PREY.
Predators are stronger and more aggressive, but crave flesh. Their diets are supplemented with high protein foods, but even still many have the urge to prey upon their fellow citizens. Many will rely on meat sold from the illegal black market, which is an open secret.
Prey are more social, and well connected. Special opportunities exist for herbivorous animals, like prey only trains and housing, which act as defenses against predators. While considered weaker then predators as a rule, some are capable of impressive feats through both training and sheer tenacity. Their biggest strength is that everyone underestimates them.
While these animal types are further divided into species, this is the most important distinction among animal kind.
So which one are you?
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String fullTitle = "Bones Quest";
int postNumber = "4544986";
String image = "0Iww8cQ.png";
String date = "11/22/20(Sun)16:50:00";
String comment = "“No... no please! NyAAAAAAAAAAAAHHG-”
You jerk upright to the sound of a woman being torn apart, almost losing your cap in the process. A string of drool drips from the corner of your mouth into the growing puddle on your desk's keyboard and the sterile tile floor below it. Shaking the sleep from your tired eyes, you glance around trying to ascertain the source of the blood-curdling shriek.
The answer appears on the smudged computer monitor in front of you in the pixelated form of a woman, blood pouring out of several gaping wounds like rain from a drainpipe. As you watch, spellbound, her movements slow and the very color from the footage fades. As she lets out one final death rattle, everything goes dark. For a moment, all is silent--even your breathing slows in reverence. Then, from the tarry blackness of the screen come letters... Then words.";
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String fullTitle = "Otome Gone Wrong Ch. 15";
int postNumber = "4546218";
String image = "Otome Red.png";
String date = "11/23/20(Mon)17:04:57";
String comment = "Maria Louise Regnia, Daughter of the Dragon, Kingslayer, and Servant to the Lord. Currently she is in the Miaphate, doing a pilgrimage towards Ca’Ren, the city where the Lord made his agreement with humanity. In her time there, she began the workings to organize the Miaphate for a controlled Civil War between religious sects. What will she make of this though, and what of the potential lover the Miaph Solomon!
>Royal Demeanor 
>Animal Handling 
>Direct Military Strength 
>Social Standing  (Kingslayer)
Damn 20+ votes for the first thread. This is now an Excellent story along with several Excellent Threads. Thanks everyone!"
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String fullTitle = "Trust a Goblin PART TEN";
int postNumber = "4545223";
String image = "01.png";
String date = "11/22/20(Sun)20:11:37";
String comment = "THE BASICS
Your name is Joey Donuts.
You are Grel (half elf, half human}
You are a student wizard. You haven't picked your major and you're not licenced to use magic in areas owned by the Grand Ternion Unity.
You have SIX spells
Blast - Does 6d6+20 energy damage. -MP 20
Draw- Drain 10+2d6 mana from a target, providing they have mana -MP 5
Wrack - DO 10 damage to yourself to gain 12 MP -free
WIZARD HAAAANDS - Manipulate an object you can see but not reach. As strong as you are - MP 10
Douse - Extinguish any fire up to the size of a campfire , includes ignitions from matches and guns - MP 5
Hells Heart - Instantly double the damage of any attack (ranged, magical, or physical) by charging it with magic -MP 16
Earths Honesty - Tell if someone is lying about the thing they have just said. MP 6
You are the acting CEO of Cold Iron Solutions potion company. Making mutterbottles and vodka!
You solve shit.
Your consigliere and number one is also your girlfriend. An enterprising goblin for hire called HIGHBALL.
You have a company staff.
LUMSDEN -Owner and pilot of your airship
SURREY - Potion brewer
JONES - Staff chef
GILCREST - Custodian
KARL - A private investigator
You have adventuring party members
BURSTOCK - An chill but rebellious healer. A thot with a big heart.
MIKE - A pragmatic hunter, kinder than he looks. Kind of your bro.
RICHTER - A wise muscle wizard, unfamiliar with people.
previous thread for more details:
This quest is nice and slow so don't panic.
Here is the wikia that is chock full of info on the characters, locations and mechanics (and misspellings).
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String fullTitle = "Monster Facility Builder";
int postNumber = "4544737";
String image = "MonsterFacility.png";
String date = "11/22/20(Sun)11:26:32";
String comment = ">(You) are a recently hired Administrator for [THE COMPANY], and you have two weeks before work begins, and your first job is to order amenities built for your [FACILITY]. The construction team works remarkably fast, but you've still got to get everything planned out as soon as possible if you're going to meet your schedule.
At the moment, you're the only person in this sad little room, thousands of miles underground. At the very least, you won't need to be here physically once shit hits the fan. You've checked that the ventilation and electrical system works, and the elevator that brought you here is certainly working. You've spent enough time in there to know. You shudder to think of how boring the trip back up will be.
You take a moment to think about what you'll need. Here at [THE COMPANY], security is one of the top priorities, second only to $ Sweet Cash $. You deal with something a little different from most other pencil pushers. You're going to be dealing with Deadly Monsters and entities beyond comprehension. None of that shit where you keep them contained for the good of humanity, no. Your goal is to research these things, found out how they tick, and how to thoroughly exploit them for profit. Maybe some will provide odd, anomalous metamaterials. Maybe some can help you achieve an understanding of things beyond scientific explanation. Maybe others can warp reality itself and grant your heart's greatest desire.
Either way, that's neither here nor there. [THE COMPANY] will send over one of their acquired entities later. For now, your job is to build up your [FACILITY] with the funds given.";
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String fullTitle = "Ordinary citizen in 4th Era Skyrim quest";
int postNumber = "4544706";
String image = "Chi Hao Tian.png";
String date = "11/22/20(Sun)11:01:22";
String comment = "Pic unrelated
Since a certain OP dropped the quest midway through i decided to do my own.
>It's the year 201 4E, summer has just ended
>You are a young Nord man who just came of age
>Travel across Skyrim has gotten much more dangerous with the war being in full swing and Dragons waging their battles with their nemesis Skyrims heroic demigod
>You however are just a commoner uninvolved in any of that, taking shelter inside during dragon attacks and avoiding all soldiers as your parrents taught you
Pick your Hold and settlement
>Haafingar: Dragon bridge, Solitude
>Reach: Karthwatsen, Old Hroldan, Markarth
>Whiterun: Whiterun, Riverwood, Rorikstead
>Hjamarch: Morthal, Stonehills
>Falkreath: Falkreath, Granitehall (mining and fishing settlement on the western shore Illnatia near Illnatia's Deep)
>Rift: Ivarstead, Riften, Shor's stone
>Pale: Dawnstar, Nightgate
>Winterhold: Winterhold, Frostflow lighthouse
>Eastmarch: Darkwater crossing, Windhelm
>A refugee from Helgen
>A local laborer
>An apprentice craftsman
>Write in... (don't be over the top)";
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String fullTitle = "Magical Girl For Hire #101";
int postNumber = "4547582";
String image = "RandaHorns.png";
String date = "11/24/20(Tue)19:10:40";
String comment = "It’s one of those disjointed moments on a job. You’ve managed to figure out the general location of the Lockstone, and you suspect where it’s being secured, even. You’re going to have to break into an old mill to do it, however; shouldn’t be too major of a problem, fortunately. For now, you’re enjoying a small breather as you wait for the night to fall in this sleepy little village in Dreamstone Valley. Having dinner with the family of one of the people you’re pretty sure either knows about the thing, or at the very least is aware of some dirty secrets about the town.
Will it matter? Hopefully not. But as always, you have to be cautious...and at least in this case, you can enjoy some soup.
General Pastebin: http://pastebin.com/u/MGFHQHandler
MGFH Spreadsheet: https://docs.google.com/spreadsheet
Character Details: http://pastebin.com/9J70gqM2
You’re not really interested much in the jabbering that’s going on between them- though you have to deflect a question or two about how ‘the islands’ are at the moment. Seems that’s the general go-to presumption, and you’re not going to dispute that.
“It’s good that they’re well, really,” Torvald’s son, Hector, states. “I’ve only been to the islands once, by royal order, but it was fantastic, truly! Managed to sell a few baubles and got quite the impressive fabrics in return! And the weather? Astounding. Simply astounding. Ah, but I missed home quite a bit. Always was whenever I used to travel. Been just about everywhere, really. But, no place like home.” At that, he snuggles his wife, who can only giggle at the affection. Not that the kid is all that appreciative…
“When can you teach me the ball tricks?” he asks petulantly. You’re about to mention, when
“Now Dwight, be polite! She may well be tired right now!” Hector admonishes.
“She might be up for teaching in the morning, but don’t press her, hm?” his mother adds on, to which he just pouts.
As for you? You’re going to want to wait until everyone’s in bed and as few people are out as possible- the dead of night. Humoring the kid might not be the worst idea- or you could try to suggest something else, perhaps. Hector having been a traveler could give you some insight into your next destination...
>Humor the kid. You just need time to kill and him to not be annoying.
>Ask more about Hector's travels. His experience might come in handy for you.
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String fullTitle = "Claymore: Second Swords Quest #54";
int postNumber = "4544491";
String image = "Claymore_OP_2.jpg";
String date = "11/22/20(Sun)02:18:12";
String comment = "You are Noel Tiberius di Hazaran, the silver-eyed warrior queen of your homeland, and you’re currently not in Hazaran.
Instead you find yourself in the northern Cerces, on the far end of the mountainous interior of what you now know to be a continent, not the entire world. It’s a small town, clinging to a steep slope with a single road winding through it. What’s unusual about the situation is that you haven’t seen anyone here, and you know that there is an awakened being present alongside the normal human residents.
Alongside you for this is ‘Empty Heart’ Sofia, a single-digit warrior you knew before by reputation only.
“We have no pretext...” you muse. “I want to talk to the awakened being. And no, I’m not crazy.”
“I suppose you have a point,” Sofia shakes her head disapprovingly. “Either she surprises me and turns out to be agreeable, or we get the pretext you’re seeking to initiate a first strike.”
“Exactly,” you insist with a wry grin. “The way she answers will be indicative of her intentions. We’ll have to pay close attention.”
“My ability grants me a certain intuitive understanding of emotional state,” Sofia tells you. “I will inform you if I learn anything that you would not be able to sense for yourself.”
“Okay then,” you nod. “She’s in the church… let’s go.”
Beyond the heavy wooden doors of the relatively modest church, really no more than a chapel, you find what you sensed lurking here. She sits on the altar the end of the narrow hall, past the rows of wooden pews, illuminated by small windows high on the wall of the semicircular exedra behind her.
“Welcome,” she greets you. “To what do I owe the displeasure?”
“You answer,” Sofia quietly insists.
“We’re here to talk,” you insist sternly. “I want to get the measure of you.”
“Well then,” the brown-haired woman gestures broadly. “Here I am. Talk away.”
“What is your name, and what was your rank?”
“Rosalina,” she replies with a smirk. “And I was assigned no rank… how odd that you would even ask.”
So she’s a recent trainee? You have to wonder if the Organization is at the point where it’s pushing out rookies who aren’t even close to ready, just to pad the numbers a bit more. You remember that Sofia gave you the vague impression that her rank as a single-digit is now meaningless, but you didn’t pursue it at the time. It may well have been replaced by a system where ‘single-digits’ are now simply identified by the hilt on their sword and acknowledged for positions of leadership on hunts. Other than that there may be no formal hierarchy left.
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String fullTitle = "Slightly Petty Revenge Quest #13";
int postNumber = "4545022";
String image = "606.png";
String date = "11/22/20(Sun)17:28:45";
String comment = "Last time, you put an end to your crusade to gain fame for Odetta’s informant group “Xi Psi Pi” as you finished all the requests she made you do from her website. At least you believe that’s it.
In those, you helped a young boxer get a new supposedly legendary coach who you needed to reignite his passion. You dealt with a mischievous ghost (not Odetta) that was terrorizing a temple and the dancers for a ceremony. And became one of the judges for a cooking duel between rivaling restaurants.
In between those you visited some old friends at the old Flux, learned more about Odetta’s past, received information about Aleister from one of your clients, and had terrible talk with Ichie.
After coming back from the last mission, Catastrovania revealed that the Operation Stygian Counter Act is ready to go underway any day you see fit and what it entails. In short, you’re going to infiltrate 17th Office in Laoling disguised as janitors to recover the Reid family from their captors. Catastrovania, her spy network, and Odetta figured out the layout of the office, everyone’s schedule inside, and the location of the hostages – so it shouldn’t be difficult.
Problem is you can’t do this on the weekend, making Catastrovania a big fat liar. So, you have one day to kill, unless you feel like doing it another day. You’re the boss, it’s your decision.
Right now, after eating dinner, your team is all tired and demanding of rest. Usually at this point Odetta would tell you how good you did, but she’s still resting. You told everyone to be patient so you can figure out what to do now.
You have a whole free day tomorrow so there is no need to rush things, but there are a couple of things that worry you that can be resolved right now…
Do you send your team to sleep right now or not?
>Yes, they need rest and so do you. Whatever is troubling you, it can be resolved tomorrow.
>No, you’ll use all the free time you have left to resolve minor issues.
What’s the plan? (Regardless if you do it right now or later)
>Your chat with Bruce was left unfinished, you should resume it.
>Ask Catastrovania more details about the Operation.
>Okay, you’ll check Siske’s letter… Maggie has the pieces, right?
>Check on Odetta, she never took a long nap before and yesterday she was more tired than today. It’s too strange.
>Torture yourself by arranging that meeting with Ichie. Earn her trust to learn more about Aleister.
>Tomorrow is going to be the final super training day. You need to prepare for what’s to come.
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String fullTitle = "Death road to canada, stupid quest edition (one-shot?)";
int postNumber = "4544972";
String image = "roadfight.0.0.jpg";
String date = "11/22/20(Sun)16:34:39";
String comment = "I want to practice running something with an actual narrative.
In the year 20XX, a mysterious organization fucked up, causing the ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE all over the world. Things have gone to shit. There are few safe havens left. It has been 5 years since the beginning of this mess, and humanity has had a few victories, but also many losses.
TL;DR: Basically a bunch of excuses as to why stupid shit happens/game mechanics.
The first was the aerial release of the Zombification Vaccine, causing zombie cooties to spread much more slowly, meaning it now takes 3 bites minimum to infect a human within a day, and more if they have a good immune system.
The second was the eradication of all zombies and establishment of a permanent safe haven in Canada.
The third was the activation of URBY, causing all roads to lead to Canada... eventually, and for supplies at places like abandoned gas stations to replenish slowly if no one observes them
now the Bad
Turns out Necromancers exist. They rebuild and create Zombies, and they ignore them but don't have any magical abilities beyond that, and eating their brains gives you their power. Eating 10 of them turns you into a Mega-Necro, letting you resurrect 1 human a month. Unfortunately, all of the have explosive collars that gib them on death, and all Necros are part of a heavily militarized undead cult, fortunately they mostly use swords and shit.
A rift in reality is causing weirdos from other universes to come in, and they respawn. Some are friendly, some are neutral, and some are shit.
Now, with all of that, who are you, survivor? What makes you special?
WHO ARE YOU?
>Survivor making their way
>Former bandit who left the life
>Grizzled Veteran who is charged with rescuing survivors
>A VIP with critical info on the cult
WHAT MAKES YOU SPECIAL?
>My KUNG FU HONA
>Her (Don't write anything, incompatible with anything but Survivor)
Your name is ALWAYS Anon.
Be as vague/specific as you want, I'll fill in the blanks.";
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String fullTitle = "Heroforge - Peasant Quest";
int postNumber = "4548523";
String image = "Quest Intro.png";
String date = "11/25/20(Wed)15:47:18";
String comment = "You are a young women of 14 years from the village of Hawkfall. You live with your father and mother, and are an only child. Your father is a butcher at the local lord's castle, and so while your family is not affluent, you've never had to go hungry and are in a respectable position for a commoner.
You have a set of decent clothes but otherwise no real possessions to call your own.
First of all, what is your name, and what is a long term goal you've always held?";
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String fullTitle = "Civ Quest *faulty janny construct edition*";
int postNumber = "4548246";
String image = "1438221025842.png";
String date = "11/25/20(Wed)08:34:47";
String comment = ">Pick race & location to get this party started
And pick something good this time. No goblins and no moons.";
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String fullTitle = "Spaceship Evo";
int postNumber = "4548147";
String image = "the factions.png";
String date = "11/25/20(Wed)03:46:19";
String comment = "The goal of this game is to incrementally evolve space ships to meet changing requirements driven by a loose narrative and occasional event. Player reactivity, interaction and individual story telling is encouraged, but not mandated.
1. MS paint or any other program is acceptable for image editing, and saving in .png is encouraged if you want someone else to edit or adapt your picture.
-why: saving outside of .png creates artfacting.
2. Using hard lined brushes without AA also benefits other players and reduces the barrier to entry.
3. No complaints of petlining, please. If a creation is interesting enough to garner attention, it will by its own merit, not because of a forced social mechanism.
4. Its a 4chan game, try to have fun.
5. Needing to know anything about Essari is not required.
Competing fleets positioned around a machine of supreme power, the transdimensional itnterstitch. So large as show up as an asteroid on various sensors, It's unknowable architects rushed to complete and power the machine even as the fleets squabbled to determine who would take the valuable spoil, or destroy it outright. Heedless of reason or safety, the machine was activated in an incomplete state, destroying itself, but not before sending everything within the radius of a small planet into a pocket dimension. To any observer, the fleets and machine simply vanished, lost forever.
To the fleets, they were transported to a nightmare dimension that eroded their flesh and machines; salvation would lay on the uncollapsed exit of this impossible dimensional transit, a place where matter should exist. those with minds enough fled into the portal's exit, and salvation.
the region of space was a miniature solar system and nebula, comprised of brown and white dwarf stars orbiting a red dwarf. Violent tidal forces ripped at the celestial bodies and ensured no planets would be born here. Irradiated and fluorescing gas coupled with rocky debris formed a dense sea that obscured sensors and visuals.
In the coming weeks and months, the fleets would stabilize themselves using insitu materials, but discovered they were stranded. The portal had closed, and probes to the edge of the system returned images of an unfamiliar sky.
Their populations were enough to perpetuate, but survival was unsure in this strange place."
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String fullTitle = "Pokemon in NYC Quest #4";
int postNumber = "4543876";
String image = "number 4 here we are.jpg";
String date = "11/21/20(Sat)18:02:13";
String comment = "Believe it or not this hasn’t been abandoned and picked up by a fourth QM. Now let's continue shall we?
approximately one year ago, there was a solar eclipse and, during that period of darkness, Pokemon appeared upon the Earth. It took only a small period of hysteria before people embraced the Pokemon and, within months, the first Pokemon Tournament was held in Tokyo, Japan. You are Andrew Gwan, a broke 18-year-old living with his mother in New York City. After graduating high school, you decided that your goal in life would be to become a Pokemon trainer and win the 2nd Annual Pokemon Tournament.
After winning a tournament hosted by Subway we decided to take a little trip to Montauk where we found another Pokemon and a new friend. Soon after you manage to find out that another tournament is being held at Greenbelt Park with a $5000 cash prize and the chance to challenge your first Gym Leader if you manage to win it.
With the help of some Japanese Guy larping as Ash Ketchum and your new friend who uses a Zubat (now Golbat) as his ace you are gonna take this victory because it's probably being recorded on Youtube and if you lose it's gonna be immortalized on the internet.
>312 days until the start of the World Tournament